Transformation Of Friendship - Poem by Champaben Mistry
Resting in this place,
I explore the landscape of me.
I see a well cut lawn,
I see creativity in bloom.
The hummingbird flies.
The hummingbird’s glistening beauty captured my eye.
I smell the scent of flowers in bloom,
The fragrance of my new day is mine to enjoy.
I see the me that is.
I hold me firm.
Let me see through the brilliance,
This sunshine is my friend.
I see fairness in the storm,
Where I live in place,
That requires no further reassurance,
My place I find, in grounded beauty.
My solace is an open fire,
Where the cold crisp night air,
I place into un-harmful form.
And I can be the humanness of me.
I feel I captured a piece of me today,
When I stilled long enough,
I saw this me that I am.
Where through my insecurities,
I really do fly.
I fly firm,
I fly fast,
I fly in colourful beauty.
I am the dream.
Colourful gold’s with red and, luminescence fuchsia.
(Bolton, UK. Wednesday,10 October 2007)
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