Posted in Beauty

Pansies..

“In joy or sadness, flowers are our constant friends.”
― Kakuzō OkakuraThe Book Of Tea

pansies

they turn their faces towards me,
even on dreary days,
flamboyant,
beaming pansies,
calling in bright arrays.

and though they are quite edible,
i prefer
just to stop and stare,
they hold my attention,
with
tender loving care.

their countenance
amplifies,
on gentle afternoons,
i sit and observe their aspect,
and sometimes
i commune.

they love to flaunt their colours,
and bob in the wind,
i’m attracted
by their demeanor,
a mood that can’t be dimmed.

they know all my secrets,
but never utter
a peep,
when i’m in their presence,
my heart gives
a little leap.

©AllysoAlly2018

Posted in Thinking out loud

Changing perspective

“Forces beyond your control can take away everything you possess except one thing, your freedom to choose how you will respond to the situation.”― Viktor E. FranklMan’s Search for Meaning

changing perspective

Lying in the depths of sorrow,
cemented in despair,
distracted
and suffocating,
dissolved by unanswered prayer.

Hopes and dreams get swallowed,
and all meaning goes adrift,
in seas of disconnection,
isolation exists.

Asphyxiated in the shadows,
breath becomes quite still,
searching for life’s purposes,
emotions become distilled.

Sacred tides of forgiveness,
flow with healing
in their wake,
the adornment of gratitude,
relieves the constant ache.

Finding different vantage points,
letting dread exhale,
in changing perspective,
miracles will prevail….

©AllysoAlly2018

Posted in Joy

Happy dance

“Our biological rhythms are the symphony of the cosmos, music embedded deep within us to which we dance, even when we can’t name the tune.”
― Deepak Chopra

happy dance

He wore his suit on Saturday,
the tailored one,
the one that made him shimmer in the morning sun!

Voiceless,
he danced with lively flair,
in rhythm
to the jubilant air.

His solitude,
understood the mime,
his guise and movement
in soundless time

Coins tumbled and jingled in his jar,
his happy dance,
an up-and-coming star!

He swirled and gyrated
in the dirt,
though wordless,
he was no introvert!

Expressionless,
his eyes twinkled behind the lens,
like Michael Jackson,
twirling and dancing
with his friends…

Tireless entertainer for the day,
beneath the trees,
an outdoor cabaret.

©AllysoAlly2018

Posted in heaven

Canticles

“Sometimes I need only to stand wherever I am to be blessed.”
― Mary OliverEvidence: Poemscosmos

In fields of jubilation,
charmed by magenta sights,
cosmos on the boundaries,
my presence does suffice.

In the midst of rural shrubbery,
I stand on reverent ground,
in valleys of abundance,
exaltation is all around.

Festivals of devotion,
bring me back to worship,
in canticles of nature,
my soul has ceased its searching!

©AllysoAlly2018