Thanks for the Gift of Life!!


Creations of the heart are blooming like flowers in the field.

The wonders of nature are entwined everywhere.


My spirit overflows. Footprints of the piper are sealed

In the pristine dunes while the echo of the wind

Unfolds whispering melodies.

Dreamland begins to roam freely...

Hear me coming as I go.

I am the wind, the trip into the mist, the sea...

Hear the echo of voices, the heartbeats of waves crushing

On the sand, as I leave my footprints on the land.

Hear the roaring thunder, for my crying is just a reminder.

Please, let the world be and set them all free!!

AUTHOR: POET STARRY DAWN.

WELCOME ABOARD!!


Friday, September 24, 2010

"THE NEXT DAY..."


"THE NEXT DAY..."

The sun in the early Spring came out again like a glowing candle, a gorgeous star sparkling in the distant horizon.
This poet, who is presently living abroad, envisioned once as if she would be watching her New York family like a satellite wrenched from its orbit, parting, or drifting away; like a feeble seed loosened from its parent stem...
At last, the day turned out to become a joyful one, when the poet´s family decided to pick up the phone and make an overseas call to say:
"I love you!!"
"Happy Birthday, dear mom!!"
"Happy Birthday, dear grandma!!"
Thanks God, my dear family showed some love!!
These simple words seem so easy to say, yet they should infer a meaningful content.
Thank you for visiting my site and reading my posts!!
STARRY.

2 comments:

Judy Harper said...

Lovely post. The words say it all! I'm sorry I missed your birthday! My daughter and grandkids live 750 miles away from me, which means I only get to see them twice a year.

Anonymous said...

Thank you, Judy for your kind reply and for reading my posts!! Welcome to my blog!!
I hope to see you more often.Thanks for your visit!! I truly appreciate it.
My children and grandchildren also live far away. I pray to the Lord to live closer to them and forever. I love and miss them dearly!!
God bless you, Judy and those you love!!
Kind Regards,
STARRY