Songs of the birds I wish to sing

Hear the songs of the birds, the joy in their sounds

Distinctive yet pure, not a care in the world.

They flaps their wings with boldness, they relished

In their freedom, no worries of what tomorrow will make of them

They simply flow with the wind,

The birds are fully aware that all their needs has already been provided for.

Their faith in the creator is what make

Their songs so magical to our ears.

Oh, how I do wish to sing the songs of the birds

Micheline Jean Louis

Reflection

I saw a reflection of you in the pond,
My heart ached, a single tear from my eyes
Fell in connect with your reflection, from that day on
I knew I was sacredly bond to your soul
And that my heart would never be free of you until all heaven has passed away.

 

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