Winter Breeze

Chilly winter breeze

Soft morning glow to please

Warm woolens caressing the bodies

Cozy warmth of the houseleather chair

Comfortable leather chair to sink into

Hot coffee in hand

Christmas songs playing in the background

Days come and go

Soon it will be Christmas time

Then a sweet farewell to the old year

Will mark the beginning of a new year

 

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A day…

This, a day

A day to work

A day to be active

A day to do the laundry and stuff

A day to rake the leaves

A day to mow the green grass

A day to relax

A day to go shopping

A day to dress sharp

A day to dress light

A day to gobble unhealthy edibles

A day to consume healthy food

A day to go mad

A day to cheer

A day to cry

A day to remember

A day to forget

A day to pray

A day is everyday

Everyday is this day

This day is to rejoice in the Lord

Always

A slice of bread

With a slice of bread in one hand and a butter knife in the other, I sit like a king to eat. The butter knife dives into the butter. In a quick second… nice, white, fresh butter sits at the mouth of the knife. With gentle hands, I smear it all over the bread. On top of the fresh, salted, white butter I spread some goat cheese and then I further decorate it with some shards of dark chocolate. I free my hand of the metallic knife.

Now, it’ll all be senses as I take a bite. The best way will be, to close my eyes and savour the taste which is just so divine.

It’s what you have that counts

I didn’t have a pen, so I used a stick to write

I didn’t have a paper, so I wrote on the mud

I didn’t have a toy to play, so I added wheels to a matchbox

I didn’t have a phone, so I pretended to talk over a toy phone instead

I didn’t have a canvas, so I used the sky to paint with my eyes closed

I didn’t have friends to talk, so I spoke to birds, trees and sometimes walls

I didn’t have a melodious voice, so I sang along with a cassette playing

I didn’t have money, so I worked hard day and night to have an account balance

I didn’t find peace in me, so I lit a candle in a church

I didn’t have a smile on my face, so I looked at flowers

I didn’t have an encouraging and supporting father, so I rested all my responsibility on my Heavenly Father

I didn’t have an advising companion, so I called for the guidance of guardian angels

In life I found that I sometimes didn’t have the things that I wanted, so I did whatever I could with whatever I did have

Finally it’s what you have that counts, keeping a bigger perspective in mind

Cotton Candy Floss

bright sky and puffy clouds

bright sky and puffy clouds

Clouds floating

in the bright blue sky

Drifting in another world

Attract me

like a bird

My body

so heavy

Wish

I could float

like one

to be one

Wish

I could jump

on one to reach another

Roll it into a ball

play with it

eat it

Wonder

it will taste

like cotton candy floss

or sweet coconut

or like snow

will it melt in my mouth.

 

Jasmine

Jasmine

Blooming in the night

it’s sweet smell wafting

through the garden

entering the corridor

The girl

comes out

Everyone in deep sleep

She passes the corridor

reaches the garden

Watches her steps

She waits

The boy

Lover of hers

Life of her heart

Climbs the wall

Pats her on her back

They meet

They look at each other

their hands clasped together

They sit

in a dark patch

unnoticed

They sit quietly

under the jasmine bush

Talking

of a lovely future

joining the starry dots

write their names

Time

to part

bid farewell

with a passionate kiss

with a gentle embrace