Sample Poems from "The Gardener's Prayer"

SCATTERED GRAINS

Precious earth trickled through the splayed fingers
mixed quickly as if to hide
among the tangled roots of the living grass
and vanish from human sights.

Eyes searched in vain
among the glossy dark green canopy to regain the vision
but glittering beams of light teased the brain
and hanging bronze-red aerial shields
reflected the day's new glorious hope
but remained silent to the searching mind.

Annoying snippets of slippery thoughts
as if in imitation of the elusive sand
chased the daunting question, what really is His name?

Ebbing emotions grasped at symbols of flickering Creation
dancing among the glorious pink array of scented flowers
parading as if in military formations
along the great grey-blue stoned monument's garden edge
and seemed to point away to the distant green hued horizon
as if the answer was embossed among the glittering
sun stroked silver leaves.

Oh yes, the memory stirred
and minute recollections grew of past experiences
nursed from simple signals
from those gifts freely given to human kind.

That beauty is a gift of love
to caress the spirit of the heart
imposing comfort to the soul
stimulated by the Creator's hand
perhaps even with the scattering of minute grains of sand.

Soothing water of the rains upon the earth,
intermingle with the complex occurrences of life,
exposes the fragility of the lonely soul,
seeking the restoring gentleness of Natures rhythms of life.

Not unlike the initiation of such minute grains of earth,
created by God's gift to human mind
to create the brick so small,
yet when amalgamated can become
the foundation strength of a might fortress wall.

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SHADOWED PRESENCE

Darkness smothered everything
and senses struggled to identify the world.

Coldness penetrated beyond the skin to the soul
heightening the awareness of the spectre of the end.
Yet life did not retreat,
but minute cracks in the darkened border of the world opened
exposing grey gleams of aiding light.

Nature cloaked in silent mantles of silhouette shapes
gave birth to the voices of sensual recognition of life reborn.

Odours of decay surrounded monolith and living being alike
and smooth wisps of old air carried the echoes of human habitation
and creations to the darkened mind's eye.

Accidentally crushed plants oozed its pungent odour of black marigold
to the searching mind, restoring memory of the joys of light.

Crunching shapes of death accompanied the hesitant feet of progress
but the soothing fragrance of recalled white blooms and memories
of shared excitement and joyous celebrations
broke down any thoughts of gloom.

Warning greys accompanied by calls of powerful sound
borne by great black winged creatures of the air
heralded a precious new beginning.

Rapturous song of feathered jewels of Creation's
spoke to the earth bound being
pondering the experience of the recreation of another era.

Uncovered fields of trimmed flat grasses
welcomed the hobbling white and black hunters anew
and scuttling guardians of lethal silver threaded nets
took refuge beneath curled enclosures of green
awaited their new day in silent rest.

Mind awed by the experience of rebirth
grappled with an ideology of resurrection,
that beckoned all the senses of intelligence
to reconcile the experiences with the moment.

What is this scene's worth began the thought,
as the pathway continued on
through the loudening noises of the beings limited universe.

Coarse hands felt the rough texture of the raspish surface
and traced the raised lines of living wisdom of the seasons
and thanked the filigreed blue-green shady canopy
for its comfort, and mind renewed thanked the softness of the Creator's touch

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Sample Poems from "Images of Creation"

AQUATIC DANCER

The gift of life’s energy had blessed the ocean travelers,
exploring the mysteries of the ancient sea,
paddling together in rhythm with Nature’s gentle flowing waves.

Early morning’s shining light was no where near its zenith,
when the ocean’s surface erupted without any warning,
startling the mind’s eye with a  majestic display
of awesome vitality and massive energetic power of life.

The giant marlin, taller than any person present,
leapt from the ocean blue so swiftly,
the brain’s visionary perceptions could hardly keep pace
with its silvery lightening flashing speed.

With elegance of graceful motion, a posture of sheer brute strength,
arched its great body upright, lifted its javelin sharp head
and pointed skyward,
as if looking to its creator in excited celebratory thanks for its existence.

Its great serrated dorsal fin fully extended,
streamline body showering watery sunlight,
like myriads of shattered diamonds shimmering crystal clear colours
of rainbow green, blues and silver sparkling across the scene
that startled the sensory vision,
of all that glimpsed the senses stimulating event.

The great creature then began a body contorting dance like exhibition,
in perfect synchronized precision upon its mighty powerful tail,
perfectly poised and balanced, performed its aquatic performance
at accelerated speed upon the bouncy turquoise blue ocean surface

Its own choreography in acknowledgement of its wondrous Creator,
for the gifted choice of freedom of the world’s oceans playground.
then with a final mighty leap from its standing gyrating pose,
disappeared from sight once more deep beneath the water’s surface.

Leaving all witnesses of this spectacular display, mind’s deeply impressed,

and moved with their good fortune,
to store deep within a special  mindful place,
in their life’s memories, this event.

The soul would surely weep with exhilaration of the joy,
to see such heart warming visions of the Creator’s gift to mankind,
in the clarity of life-giving warmth of day’s shining light,
leaving the great ocean once again in its tranquil natural soothing rhythmic peace,
in the vastness of the Creator’s ancient Murujuga ocean’s unique scenario.

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ESSENCE

He’d prayed for rain, had felt the weather change.
fancy dressed weather forecaster had claimed for days
it would come,
yet nothing had arrived to dampen down the day’s dry earth,
or lift the flagging gardens growth.

Darkened morning’s cloak hid the evidence of night’s activities,
blessed rain had fallen with the silence
of a God’s soothing word,
day’s dawn tried valiantly to show its new revival,
Amidst the burnt-fire wood aroma of distant burning bush.

blue-grey mist mingled contentedly with the dreamy pinky-golden sunrise,
as excited eyes perused the rising globe of universal energy,
peeking through the dark blue hued sleepy rumpled clustering of clouds,
spread across the distant horizon.

Watching man’s mind took in the mystery of Nature’s rejuvenation,
wondered at his cynicism of the colourful media man’s predictions
and source of weather information, so inaccurate
about the belated rain’s arrival.

Golden-mauve blues of tentative dewy morning’s cloak,
peeped above distant spiralled steeples,
lifted up the panoramic scene of lofty palms,
glittering as if sprinkled with golden leaf dust,
while yellow-red lantana blooms added their pungent fragrance,
to the mystery of the mind’s excitement of  garden’s amazing perfumed
flowers, offered so free to mind and nostril senses delight,
often forgotten in the rushing actions of the busy working day.

Offered an essence of presence of jubilation,
soothed the trepidation of the unknown,
excited heart’s soul beating out the rhythms of life’s survival,
with  the spirit’s celebration at the wonder of all God’s creation,
to be stowed away in secret recesses of the soul’s mind,
retaining the joyous feeling of the mystery of God’s gentle hand,
upon the frailty of one’s human mortal’s daily life.

Workman deep in thoughtful contemplation,
tramped across the silver coated grasses of his normal acreaged
working habitat,
smiled within the confines of his amused and satisfied mind,
absorbing visions of skin-tingling little spindler creatures,
creators of sticky silken woven webs, not easily visible
to the searching eye.

Added their sparkling crystalised creations in twinkling confirmation,
to bold thoughts of  imagery taken from a single set of footprints,
heavily embossed upon the icy draped grasses,
set alight thoughts, of the presence,
of a second set of foot prints, recalled from past learnt ideas
gathered from ancient story written,
oh so wonderful to contemplate,
of God’s support for doubting humanity.