FEATHERS OF LIGHT

Home, yard, street, shadow,

Illusion, silent words of the earth

Glimmering soul.  

Roots, tree, fencing,

Corridor of love and hope,  

Reflections of life. 

 

The moment I sit there -

Light, night, nature do all things

Thematic shower,

Lines of light stimulates

Reflation, images, solidarity

With creation of dancing reality,

Celestial creativity,

Divine functionality,

Illuminating propriety,

Prevailing sanctity,

No passport to travel

In its natural blogging,

But tangential touch

Elegant boundary,

Submissive landing,

- All take me to a key land

Where money, honey, crony tide

Do not occur, and image of imagination

Has created a paramount standing

Of sovereignty, beauty, soothing

Merriment, we ignore it so long.

If we slow down light’s moving feathers,

If we cease to work and swallow jewels of colors,

We will lose trust of feather’s gleam and hope.

CLOUDS OF INTERFERENCE

I am not denounced by other ways of life

I am always looking for decency of thinking

And loving zone of working people or

For those who are near and dear to me.

Yet clouds come in different ways,

I cannot cut them, who come violently,

Encroaching over my region of life,

People are prone to interfere all the time.

As I look into the clouds, I see beauty,

The sun behind the cloud, illuminating body

Of the cloud, near or afar, defining colors,

And the life is beautiful, if I think of these verses.

This world becomes more stringent to obey,

Being senior one, I do like to give advice to all,

Colors are there to follow in hearts and minds,

Yet there is difference in every move, significant.