Category: Poems

Why Not?

You ask me why I’m happy?

I am happy because I have a great inheritance.
My Father is the King of the Universe,
And I am a daughter of royal blood.

My time never runs out
For my time is forever;
Never will I worry of the moment,
For mine are the eternal reaches of time.

My peace surpasses the understanding of the wisest men
For it is a peace that never shatters
With the most troubling shadows of the night.
It is a peace that comes from the spring of letting go,
Completely letting go.

You ask me why I’m happy?
I ask you rather, why not?

Here (poem)

There are so many things,
I cannot understand,
Like space in all its vastness,
Like time that never ends.

Such things, which I cannot
Even grasp by the hand,
Like the music of the wind,
Like the glowing of the sun.

But though this is so,
I shall forever keep,
All things, which are to me
So good and very dear.

Not of course in my mind
Where there is emptiness and doubt,
Nor with my hands
Which cannot even hold.

But here, here in my heart,
Where there is peace,
Where there is love,
Where there is YOU!

Morning Joy

Joy is in cool mornings,
A cool morning breeze when the sun is bright;
Joy is in this feeling,
Of rebirth and delight.

And I yearn to wake up and awaken;
I yearn to walk beneath the light;
I yearn to walk just near the trees,
And watch some little birds in flight.

I yearn to walk just near the shore,
And watch the waves at sea;
There’s nothing I could ask for more,
Than earth’s enchanting melody.

In the early hour of the day,
When night has just passed away;
When all is fresh, and all is beautiful,
When all is brilliant, ever pure.

Joy is in cool mornings;
A stroll amidst a brand new day,
When life is just beginning,
When angels sing and dance and pray!