A successful writer has a deep knowing and yet it still decides to go with trust. In our own Book of Talents, this is a must. Maturity. That’s what’s born inside our soul. A spectrum of words. You start writing and trusting the creative process. An art form comes out and you begin to bless. You type and you inspire someone who has to aspire. A writer needs no explanation. The energy he brings forth is such a revelation.
Two mugs. On the table. Right next to a blue cable. Hot tea is poured. Cheers, we say and enjoy a lovely drink that warms our hearts. The feeling was off the charts. We wore matching socks. We giggled. Our dog wiggled. Precious time spent with a loved one. Yet our tea drinking ritual was not done. The day seemed rather promising. We took our mugs with us on our way out just in case another tea came about.
A song is playing in my heart
for me that’s the divine part
to listen to the infinity wave
that builds the path for the brave.
Thus we follow the beat
Trust me you’ll meet
A friend of kindness
who’ll discover your inner brightness.
In a faraway kingdom there lived a queen called the Queen of Faith
who was vividly known for her famous gait.
She ordered not
but she never forgot
to dispense real trust
among her jolly cast.
Hence she kindly mended
the hearts of the depended
on her merciful soul
’tis time to fill her call
so she came about
obsolete was her any doubt.
The writer needs some space
to observe this poem’s pace.
This is how he starts
practicing his arts
with a cup of morning zen
to make him count to ten.
Mindfulness they say
can go a long long way
well the Universe itself
has come to clear its shelf
by reaching for the star
regardless of how far
You seem to be the Blessed One
do wake up and have some Fun.
Winter is here so get ready dear
to feel the cold that’s been made for the bold.
Snowflakes in the air as nature takes great care,
thus appears the snow with its lovely glow
to cherish and love the one you most adore.
A dog appeared and wagged his tail
but he was stunned to see a snail
One moved slowly the other one saw
how delightfully friendly the snail touched his paw.
From then on they became great friends
so there was no need to make amends.