Poetry etcetera..

I have been reading a lot of poetry this weekend. They are my companions for solitude, food for the soul. I miss school days when everyday I read or wrote something new; however simple, it helped me learn, and grow. I wish to keep growing, I am scared of stagnancy. And so, with you as witness, I promise myself a poem/story a day. As of now, I am humming the lines of a song I was taught as a little girl:

This is my Father's world,   

and to my listening ears   

all nature sings, 

and round me rings   

the music of the spheres.    

This is my Father's world:    

I rest me in the thought   

of rocks and trees, 

of skies and seas;   

his hand the wonders wrought.   

This is my Father's world,   

the birds their carols raise,   

the morning light, the lily white,   

declare their maker's praise.    

This is my Father's world:    

he shines in all that's fair;   

in the rustling grass I hear him pass;   

he speaks to me everywhere.   

This is my Father's world.    

O let me ne'er forget   

that though the wrong seems oft so strong,   

God is the ruler yet.    

This is my Father's world:    

why should my heart be sad?    

The Lord is King; let the heavens ring!    

God reigns; let the earth be glad! 

The tune of this song is divine, it fills your senses. Here you are:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ry211yUrHRw

There are so many other songs that I remember by heart but don't find them online. If I manage to find them someday, I'll be over the moon, and definitely share them with you!

Lots of love!

Moonlit Night

I slip out of bed
to feel wholly
the wind that has been trying to
reach me in parts
through the half open window
The moon has a tinge of yellow
just like the pages of my diary
And as I breathe in the moonlit summer night,
I watch you, sleeping peacefully
with the moonlight on your face.
I look at the plants we planted
Its the season of bloom-
little white flowers in the white moonlight
like the white dress you gifted me
like the white of my love
and the white of my soul
Its not often that such a night
happens in this city
When all around is full of calm
and love...