Constant Friends

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

flowers 4

flowers brighten sombre days,
in pale tones and bright arrays.

when hope sneaks
behind the clouds,
and joy is veiled with heavy shrouds,
blossoms flourish everywhere,
freeing us from deep despair!

in times when life looses meaning,
beneath the pain
of hardly breathing,
a whiff of joy,
will burst to life,
bringing light to downcast eyes!

and fill sanctuaries
with fragrant care,
to illuminate darkness,
and display flair!

with constant friends we’ll forever belong,
emboldening us,
to rewrite our song!



“We should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche

dance to the resonance

she danced to the resonance
of whispering trees,
cradled by the taste
of invigorating breeze

the swirl and rhythm
of what hope should mean,
intoxicated silence
in zero gravity

euphoric tempo summoned her
and in stillness of mind
she lived her strength