The flowers
Dance in the garden
To ensure that I’m happy
When I’m walking
In the summer sunlight
And dreaming of you.
My home
Is a library of poems
Pointing to God
And the arrival of kindness;
I breathe
Compassionate prayers
That lead me to love.
In the art museum,
I gather with
The congregation
Of the enlightened
Who seek
The beauty of the soul.
This life we live is shared,
We never have to remain alone and sad.
Those who seek the beauty of the soul are of all poets most blessed.10/10 for this wonderful, positive write. Always your friend, Sandra
a nice simile and well written and presented...a wonderful insight to life....10 thanks for sharing... (see my poem ' Always ' and let me see if it will touch your heart too like the others)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another pen-gem from a master bard~FjR~