Simran

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Simran

or A Day Welcomes the Friend

 

 

Looking at the pink blossoms

in the tree above…

Glen said the color is soul,

drink and sing divine.

 

Glimpsing the funnel cloud

rounding the island love…

dream said the change is soul,

torrential rain sublime.

 

Laughing with the child blowing bubbles

across the baking sand…

Sylvia releases joyful tears,

Abundance graced again.

 

Singing quietly inside my sky

soft blue, vast, and grand…

vision releases bittersweet sigh,

surrender much greater than planned.

 

~janet