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The Refugee’s Poem
I’ll never go the east way
For me there’s only west
But some may like the north way
To this I must protest
The south may have some favour
On this I will agree
But I am of the west way
Towards a world that free
I’ll travel any journey
For I know that I will find
A land that’s full of freedom
That God himself designed
Were food will be a plenty
As much as I can eat
And every day on waking
My life will be complete.
PTT 24/04/2015
The Olive Grove
When the baby gave its first breath
They planted out a tree
And season after season
It gave its fruits for free
Each summer it grew stronger
And bathed the child in shade
As there beneath its canopy
The little one did play
But as the child got older
More often did he roam
Leaving his safe haven
To venture out alone
Then in his year of manhood
He at last returned
Within his arms a beauty
His love with him to share
They wed beneath his own tree
Without a single care
And kissed and hugged so gently
In the beauty that was there
And very soon there after
Another child was made
And when it took its first breath
Another tree was laid
That’s why we have an olive grove
For all the world to see
A testament to loving
That starts beneath a tree
PTT 2nd Oct2016
The Peace Angel
I’m looking for some quiet
She said with just her smile
Seeking out a haven
To rest my wings a while
The light that she transmitted
Just took my breath away
And with a gentle flutter
She settled down to stay
I could not help but wonder
Just why she chose this place
A silent little corner
Where all my dreams I chase
She seemed to be contented
With all the things in view
Although no words were spoken
At least none of which I knew
The breeze that gathered around her
Made her feathers float
As if immersed in water
That left a loving coat
I whispered a simple thank you
That made her smile once more
As the vibrations from her being
Danced within my core
Alas to soon she left me
Here within this space
With just the vaguest memory
As to what had taken place.
PTT 19.07.2019.
Thought to Ponder.- Love is the master key that opens the gate to happiness.
Happiness is the art of never holding in your mind,
The memory of any unpleasant thing that has passed. Buddha
Music on You Tube – A Slow Descent Into – Paul Collier
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