Haiku
A mix of moments
gratitude and grace glimmers
wondrous this thing, life. … More Haiku
A mix of moments
gratitude and grace glimmers
wondrous this thing, life. … More Haiku
Sometimes I get attached—
or should I say, obsessed?
To an idea,
or perhaps a passing thought,
a whisper of yore. … More And So It Goes
May we not be lost
in the search for something. … More In the Search for Something
Soft morning whispers,
alarm chimes startling dreams far,
day will never wait! … More When Morning Calls
In a life filled with all sorts of uncertainties,
a loyal friend—
a must-have!
Nothing is as dear,
as precious,
as wonderful—
as the company of a friend. … More Friend
Often I thought I was stuck,
my life—an unfortunate side effect
of circumstances.
My voice and reasoning
never to be heard,
I was told,
until I decided not
to be labeled
as a victim of circumstances. … More And The Journey Goes On!
Often, I hear
the gentle whisper
of my inner voice.
It guides me—
when I am in doubt,
when I feel scared,
when my mind feels cluttered. … More Listening Beyond Fear
I’ve lost count
of the poems
I’ve written.
I’ll say many,
still not as many
as I’d like to.
Someday, perhaps. … More Someday, Perhaps
When the perturbed mind reflects,
chaos gleams pristine
in its own reflection. … More Pristine Chaos
I’m here every night,
patiently waiting
for your eyes to find me. … More What Moon Whispered