Saiom Shriver Poems

She left the
city of merchants
for the sight of the
sea...
...

There are more
even temperatures
and more silence
in the oceans...
...

Watermelons with alternating
stripes
of forest green and lime
Breadfruit with many hues of
...

When was His first consecration
of myriad blazing constellations...
glowing stars whose radiance
on silent nights
...

They shrink not from
the approach
of a gentle roach.
On the rights of the small
...

Is there any soul not
touched in one
or many lives
by the agonizing fires
...

The One Godsun
creates in all His creation
the infinite
play of the shadows
...