The traveler is like the sun Traversing the length of Earth Seeing people, and their cultures The traveler is a blast of wind Which blows hot and cold, And dust is his glad companion The traveler is like the compass Searching for the North pole, Seeking lands that come along The traveler is a fancy… Continue reading Traveler
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The Traveler
The traveler is like the sun Which traverse the length of the Earth And seen her peoples and foods and cultures The traveler is like a blast of the wind Which blow cold at times and hot The flying dust is a glad companion The traveler is like the compass Looking for the North pole… Continue reading The Traveler
Today I woke hopeful
Thinking about yesterdays news
It is already past the hour
And there is no eclipse here
Hmmm… Maybe it is happening
Somewhere, Vancouver or Siberia
But here it seem like a saturday
Not much traffic of people like before
I told a friend of mine about this
And she asked…
‘What is gonna happen?’
‘Eclipse of the sun…’
I answered.
Well some eclipse…
Meanwhile the sun is out, shining bright
Like always, gold and on the clouds
Unpertubed, undisturbed… Not bothered in any way
Well I will be watching the windows closely
Should the eclipse decide finally to show up!
When the sun fails to wake,
The day grows so cold and gloomy
The Dew cast her spell on the day
From the hilltops, vales and lakes
To the countryside which is woody,
And the ponds where the ducks lay
There is no ‘life’ in the sad day
By the riverside, the wind blast
Throwing the trees into a wild frenzy
The leaves fall into the flowing rivers
As the white waters rush in haste
To lands where very few can see
If the morning sun fails to rise even higher
Should it be an excuse not to work harder?
Now if the sun fails to rise
We grow weak with the waking day
And all surge of energy for work
Disappears from even the hardworker,
We excuse ourselves with the days rain
And call the heavy storms bad names
But if the sun never woke from her slumber
Should we join her in her temporary sleep?
Let a cloudy day come and rain fall
But don’t let your spirits be dampened
It is never too late to start
