i slowly see the changing world

a new norm

where there was calm

a silent storm

the winter whispers

to the sleepy sun

it is time

and time waits for no one

i wake up and dance

to the melody of the rain

washing away

stains of pain

i breathe deeply

embrace the peace in the morning air

let go

as the autumn leaves fall on my hair

 

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i stood still

as the dew drop fell

on a blade of grass

that had a lot to tell

about the night before

when it felt so low

a sense of despair

no sense of where to go

about the morning

when the first ray of light

came gently

turning darkness to light

let us stand still

hear our breath

i am grateful for this different kind of love

from the other side of the earth

 

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dark clouds silver rain
purple leaves nothing in vain

in the walk of my life yesterday tomorrow today

all gifts i unwrap and it takes my breath away

when tomorrow comes and a new sun rises
i will remember today and its sweet surprises

 

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it is sunday

a day for blueberry

and crêpe and some whipped cream

a slow day with no worry

watch the graceful sparrows

tap dance

stare at the hues of the rainbow

that proudly enhance

deep blue skies

that let the clouds simply sink in

no questions asked

just believing

the sun that sets will rise

sweet freedom

is worth any price

for one can sleep

with no fear

wake up happy to

“crêpe, dear?”

 

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as the glaciers burned

and the rivers cried

in the purple mist

is it you who appeared

after walking many miles

you must have a story to tell

talking to the wind

drinking from the wishing well

come with me to the banks of the river

please look away

when i look into your eyes

and the sun sets today

another day

another dream

another lifetime

of not saying what we mean

 

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my summer

your winter

gently start

the raging fire

a silent conversation

with no end

beginning

just divine sent

where did you come from

i cannot remember

i read a poem

one december

you thawed my heart

my winter

your summer

better ever than never

 

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