Wordless Wednesday

spiral garden


Perennial Bliss

“When you go to a garden, do you look at thorns or flowers? Spend more time with the roses and jasmine.”
― Jalaluddin Rumi

garden 3

in my garden
of tranquility,
vibrant flowers
lure serenity

by its pensive mood,
with joy imbued

soul soaking
in light and harmony,
halcyon pastures
of verdancy

ushered back
to perennial bliss,
peace implanted
with a fragrant kiss

Spring Fever

“It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke

spring feverNew life breathes
fragrant blossoms abound.
skies alive
with melody,
all the earth resounds.
Rhapsodies in the air,
jasmine imbues the breeze.
Verdant fields swirl and dance,
and light caresses trees.
Decorations of loveliness,
hearts infused with hope.
long dark nights,
faint memories,
daisies on the slopes.
Doves are flitting all about,
filling nests with twigs.
bright-eyed new arrivals,
waiting to test
their wings.
Promised walks on the beach,
gazing at the cerulean sky.
Forests beckon
with cool calm breath,
streams in abundant supply.
When sunlight creeps
through the window
and my feet touch the floor,
songbirds tweet excitedly
and summon me out of doors.



valuable daughters
the richness of Africa
tokens of repect


*Lobola; a bride price, typically of cattle, paid to a bride’s father.
THE traditional custom of lobola, also known as “bride-price” or “bride-worth”, may sometimes be misunderstood by western eyes but in African culture, it is a ritual that helps to bring two families closer together.
It is aimed at developing mutual respect, and showing that a woman’s future husband is capable of financially supporting his wife.
It is a token of thanks and appreciation on the groom’s part to the family of the bride for their care over her and for allowing her to become his wife.