Wildflower

Wild as weeds

Traversing the ground,

Sprouting up vibrant

A hue some like,

Though you pluck a wildflower,

Wishing it to be vased,

Only to find her wither by night,

But let her be and see,

She’ll grow so high,

She’ll shine so bright

She’ll shine like stars.

Thank Thee

Thank you sun,

Thank you sky,

Thank you earth,

Thank you Mars,

Thank you creator

For all these blessings,

Thank the day,

…. I am in love,

…. I am alive,

…. I am I.

Why Does Time Fly

Time goes as we move in the flow,

And even with eyes open wide,

My mouth drops low,

When I see how he grows,

Body, mind, heart, and soul,

Like a rollercoaster ride,

Climbing up slow,

And sliding down as if we are flying

With my stomach a flutter

And my head high,

As he asks why?

Why do the stars shine,

And gray clouds cry?

Why are my eyes bright,

Why does the sun light up the sky,

And why do I love you

And it makes me smile why?