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Daybreak

Night canvas folds itself curling within
Stars dim turning their switches off therein

Fingers of darkness too lighten insipidly fading away
Moon retreats to sleep soundly giving in to another day

Streetlamps, lonely sentinels of concrete jungles
Turn off one by one in precision without rumbles

Owls and bats now silently go to rest as the night
Creeps away gently heralding the onset of daylight

Birds go about their business all chirruping in unison
Street traffic gains momentum as sounds of life beckon

The horizon as always defines a distinctively alluring sky
Where crisscross streaks of orange gold fingers playfully ply

The golden round disc of the sun makes a showing once again
Spilling shimmering orange golden reflections in flowing ocean

The bright blue sky appears lively with planes and flocking birds
All intent on reaching somewhere before turning back homewards

Church bells and temple and mosques all open their welcoming doors
Inviting all the laity, saints and sinners as them the god equally adores

Springy step and day’s challenges to be met head on, resolves we make
It is after all the dawning of another exciting new challenging daybreak

 

 A rare experience of a moment at daybreak, when something in nature seems to reveal all consciousness, cannot be explained at noon. Yet it is part of the day’s unity.
Charles Ives American, Composer Quotes

If your efforts are sometimes greeted with indifference, don’t lose heart. The sun puts on a wonderful show at daybreak, yet most of the people in the audience go on sleeping.
Ada Teixeira

 

It is well to be up before daybreak, for such habits contribute to health, wealth, and wisdom.–Aristotle  BC 384-322, Greek Philosopher

one of my favorite songs by Cat Stevens
(his voice and music is awesome)

Morning Has Broken- by Cat Stevens
  
 
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for them springing fresh from the world

Sweet the rain’s new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God’s recreation of the new day

 

A Rose By Any Other Name- what does it matter…

My nature is to spread joy regardless
I continue to do just that, time endless

The gardener lovingly planted me with a plan
Seeding me in fertile womb to sprout with élan

I thrived on nature, nurture, nourishment, love
Overfed, underfed, parched flourishing all, above

I sprouted shoots, limbs, branches and skin
With senses keening,  precious fluids coursing within

Ready to emerge from my cocoon a bud, a newborn
Glowing delicate sepia tinted mien, worldliness shorn

The naughty breeze sang greetings, a new mother lullaby
I blossomed under love showered by bee, kith, kin n ally

Inclement weather, forces, natural and manmade, challenged
I faced them with scent and joy ever wafting, easily managed

Time, worldliness, destiny ran their course giving way to death
Lifelong spreading joy n happiness I fell in throes of final breath

I was used as mulch and spread and mixed in the earth
Ashes to ashes dust to dust is inevitable before rebirth

 My nature is to spread joy regardless
I continue to do just that, time endless

And the cycle of life and tree of life  blooms over n over……
A bit of fragrance always clings to the hand that gives you roses.
Proverbs

Truths and roses have thorns about them.
Henry David Thoreau, American, Author Quotes

At every step the child should be allowed to meet the real experience
 of life; the thorns should never be plucked from his roses.
Ellen Key, Swedish, Writer Quotes
As you walk down the fairway of life you must smell the roses, for you
 only get to play one round.
Ben Hogan, American, Athlete Quotes

And he repents in thorns that sleeps in beds of roses.
Francis Quarles, English, Poet Quotes
 

Daffodil

Golden
yellow
heavenly
Imprint sweet
memory
Dancing
swaying
In unison
Praying

Thanking nurturer
and maker for
Giving moments
of glory
Full bloom
swaying, daring
Cutting a defiant
jig despite 
Elements

playing
hide n seek
With golden
radiant orb, 
Joyously
all absorb
Sun, sea, water n wind
Letting me
unwind
Imprinting  great
Masterpiece
In the annals
 Of my
Mind
To be
Viewed
At will
When
I
Will
Thank you
Lovely
Heavenly
daffodil
I was in the forest jumping around daffodils while everyone was high on heroin.
Rufus Wainwright
Canadian, Musician Quotes
We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature — trees, flowers, grass — grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence. We need silence to be able to touch souls.
Mother Teresa
1910-1997, Albanian-born Roman Catholic Missionary
Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made and forgot to put a soul into.
Henry Ward Beecher

Spring comes with flowers, autumn with the moon, summer with the breeze, winter with snow. When idle concerns don’t fill your thoughts, that’s your best season.
Wu-Men

Flowers grow out of dark moments.
Corita Kent, American, Artist Quotes

To be overcome by the fragrance of flowers is a delectable form of defeat.
Beverley Nichols, English, Writer Quotes

And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers is always the first to be touch’d by the thorns.
Thomas Moore, Irish, Poet Quotes

 

Road to Success -A Perspective

The world is stretched out like a never ending diorama
A circular work of art, with no end, no beginning, vista

Every illustration, every etching, every blade, a master stroke
The vast skies sporting full wardrobe of myriad colors one can invoke

Deep blue in the morning, lighter shades in the noon
A smattering of milky clouds with a golden sun to festoon

Murky inky shades in the night studded with starry twinkles
On it, a silvery moon holding court, with a smile and a wrinkle

Sunrise and sunset wear awesome streaks of red, orange and grays
One’s head bows in wonderment at the sky’s such beauty displays

Inclement weather patterns cause havoc and the skies get purple sultry
Exhibiting anger by bolts of white lightening, and roaring claps of black fury

Sometimes, in a show of mighty force, the skies display black tornado funnels
And powerful whirlwinds that cause mayhem n havoc gulping all in its tunnels

The majestic seas are no less serene and beautiful and throbbing n pulsating
With ebb tides and high tides and squalls and hurricanes waxing and abating

The deep oceans are defined by the horizon betwixt skies n stretching sands
Their fathomless depths with rich sea life, allowing sea crafts to ply on it, off land

Nature at its best reinforces the awesome power of the Ultimate master artist
And our road to success in all its colorful glory can be achieved only at His Behest

 Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.
Albert Einstein

Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
Kahlil Gibran

The Unlikely Likeable Pair

(A tigress took an orphan piglet under her wing) 

Yes, We are Cute

I know, our unusual sight has made you mute
But you have to agree we are really very cute!!!

It is sad but true that the time of my birth marked my pig mom’s death,
I was plucked and laid by my present mom’s side to give me life’s breath

My godmother is one proud mom having birthed a healthy litter
And one more nursling at her breast has not made her bitter

Her fierce and royal looks were a sight to behold and at first all were aghast
When I was first laid at her side, to rear, give a safe haven and a milky repast

My lowly origin meant nothing to my foster mom as her heart was very large
She took me in her fold readily, calmly keeping an eye on me, her new charge

Now slowly a miracle has taken place and even though she is of a different ilk
We are bound tight forever by virtue of her nursing me and sharing her milk

We may appear mismatched and people may look at us as oddities
But now a strange osmosis has occurred in both of our disparate bodies

My once fierce momma has now become a bit mellow, nursing lowly me
And I have grown fierce and strong contrary to my nature, drinking her royal milk

We now love another very much and are constantly together
Our appearances are deceptive yet it is only our spirits that matter 

 
A coincidence is a small miracle in which God chooses to remain anonymous.

Source Unknown

Our destiny changes with our thought; we shall become what we wish to become, do what we wish to do, when our habitual thought corresponds with our desire.

Orison Swett Marden
1850-1924, American Author, Founder of Success Magazine

Homing

Anything and everything
All rest
Somewhere
Sometime
Some place
Invariably

Homing is innate
Instinctive
Built-in
Happening
Happens
Invariably

You get comfortable
Wriggle
Ease in
Settle in
Settle down
Invariably

All creatures have a place
Be it a lair, a  coop, a den
A nest, a house, a boat
Be it in water, land or air
Above ground, below ground
Invariably

Such is the nature
Of all things
Mammoth  or miniscule
Seeking a habitat
To be in and nurture
Invariably

The happiest moments of my life have been the few which
 I have passed at home in the bosom of my family.
 - Thomas Jefferson …

Butterfly

Brilliant wings - hypnotic magnets
A Pied Piper attracting all willy- nilly
Akin to a moth drawn to a burning candle
Yet  - blithely it glides on unawares.
   
Sprite-like and fancy free
Hopping from flower to flower
Teasing and tantalizing
A ruthless lover.

Sucking in the essences
Of the very flowers it graces
With its moody presence
And heartlessly flying away

Without attachments
Footloose transient Don Juan
A rolling stone, loving n leaving
Countless broken hearts
Strewn all over….

“Phyllis is my only joy,
  Faithless as the winds or seas;
  Sometimes cunning, sometimes coy
  Yet she never fails to please.”
      Sir Charles Sedley, “Song,” 1702

The Lull

The sky was opaque n oppressive, the sea glassy n submissive
The boat barely rocked and the sea birds no longer mocked
The skin of the bloated sky was seared by veins of hissing lightening
That struck at will as pregnant clouds beat their breasts and roared
None would give in to the other, as the somnolent winds moaned!

Meanwhile, our lives hung by a thread as we cowered for warmth
Afraid to rock the boat, afraid of imminent deluge while frantically
Scanning the stark sea for refuge, we continued drowning in our fears
As swollen clouds broke water drenching with a gale force birthing
A squally storm in torment, and this newborn howled in a chilling lament

The little boat capsized as we swam desperately seeking any flotsam jetsam
To anchor on to albeit tenuously, just as our lungs threatened to collapse
We refused to give up, constantly flailing ever so feebly!
Then miraculously a friendly dolphin appeared from nowhere and
Piggyback we tackled the mighty waves seeking a beacon anywhere

The finned Samaritan brought us to a small vessel and circled it endlessly      
Frantically, we called out ship ahoy loud and clear to all and sundry
This commotion lured a killer shark and both mammals had a free for all
Awakening the ship’s captain who heard the roars of the angry titans and
Quickly pried us off the dolphin, as we almost gave birth to a pair of kittens

Now the lull was over, the storm had blown and soon the retreated calm
In hiding slunk back yet to be replaced by an uneasy lull once again!
“Courage is not the towering oak that sees storms come and go, it is the fragile blossom that opens in the snow.”   -Alice Mackenzie Swaim
 

Tree

Umbrella-like
It grows upwards

Performing a balancing

Act like an acrobat!

Firmly hanging on

To the earth

For its dear life

Sending a network of roots

In all directions

 Like a tangled ball of yarn.

A tree in full bloom

Is like an oasis

Its shade a life-giver

To the weary n tired

Its fruit -food for the hungry

Its breath -life-giving oxygen

Its trunk-fodder for fuel n stuff

Proving to be a man’s

True friend

And treasure.

A tree with its numerous branches

Is the abode of the

Motley covey of birds

Of  different feathers

All secure in their little

Nests atop the tree

Hiding from predators

In a safe haven!

A Tree is truly God’s boon

 and blessing to mankind!

Trees are the earth’s endless effort to speak to the listening heaven. - Sir Rabindranath Tagore

Wood-pigeons cooed there, stock-doves nestled there; My trees were full on songs and flowers and fruit,
 Their branches spread a city to the air. - Christina Georgina Rossetti

Garden of Enchantment

Lush green leaves velvety smooth
Laced with strings of pearly dewdrops
Sparkle brightly in the sunlight that
Filters dappling through high treetops  

The chameleon silently gazes and lazes
Stretched on a skinny ochre brown twig
Hopefully sticking out its threadlike tongue
To capture an insect or a falling rainy swig

 The toad all puffed up in importance
Swaggers around fearlessly in rippling
Waters hopefully foraging away for
 A choice morsel from its darting prey

 Lofty thick tree trunk holds a spotted python
Spiraled on its surface lounging laconically
Having partaken a fancy feast of a hare
Having stunned and swallowed it unaware

 Jumping monkeys hang high like trapeze artists
Swinging effortlessly from one bough to another
Merrily gossiping in clutches eating bananas
Carefully peeling away sans any jungle bwanas 
The air is suddenly rent with sounds of thrashing
Trumpeting herd of elephants rushes by hastily
Escaping the pride of ferocious lions who sense
A great kill, causing uproar and things crashing  

The peace and stillness is disturbed for a short span
The chameleon hides, the toad swims away hiding under
Water, the monkeys with their hearts aflutter disappear
But the python still hangs loose with nary a fear

 Then all peace and quiet returns, once again the jungle with
Grassy shady knolls, exotic flowers, pristine babbling brooks
Hodgepodge of animals playing amicably becomes a dreamy
Beckoning temptress, a veritable Garden of Enchantment

In all things of nature there is something of the marvelous.
Aristotle, Parts of Animals
Greek critic, philosopher, physicist, & zoologist (384 BC - 322 BC)

 

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