This site is as about the inspiration I get, as I am designed to get, where faith and conviction are my two flowers, which receive light when asked to God.
In the sunlight,
I saw the dawn
The sky was rising,
Beholding a new sun.
The love was new,
So were the stars.
The night had gone out,
And the day had taken over.
In the sunlight,
I saw the birds flying towards their destiny.
There was a white bird,
As beautiful as the glowing white rose.
In the sunlight,
I called out to God,
For there was everything,
Only the night was missing.
The darkness had vanished,
The new light,
Bought in that freshness,
That I could feel it was a new beginning.
Adios!
Beauty is not in the perceiver’s eyes.
It is in learning.
It is singing.
In eating bread with jam.
It is in writing a poem,
In seeing the mountains,
With their lush greens,
Beauty is not in the mind.
It is in your heart.
Be well. Be happy.
Adios!
An ice cream stick,
Flavoured in mango,
Dolled in ice.
Is my favourite.
For the mango flavour simply relinquishes all the thirst,
And the want for an ice cream.
And if there is vanilla in it,
Then be sure,
That it’s a gift from heaven.
Adios!
The bud has not yet opened.
It is waiting for the sunlight.
The flower is stretching its hand to bloom,
But the bud is yet unripened.
The bud has not yet opened,
It will,
Once it is fully ready.
The boy who had planted the seed,
Watches it,
Takes care of it,
Plays with it,
And keenly and whole heartedly waits for the day,
When the bud shall open,
The flower like the morning sun,
Slowly-slowly shall open up.
Adios!
It is hard,
To eat a piece of bread,
Which is toasted to its core,
Burnt on the both sides.
It is hard,
To sing a song which is made with metallic width.
It is hard,
To say “Good morning”,
When sleep still falls asleep,
And you fill it is good night.
It is hard,
To make dough,
To sustain,
Though to make dough it is easy,
But the one which matters is quite hard.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 