I Sigh
Morning! Sunrise! Fresh happiness arrives!
With dawn and songs of birds existence thrives!
Music and hymns from holy shrines do gong!
Each plant, tree, flower, and fruit adds its song!
Birds, Bees, and flies compete to soar the sky!
Abound In bliss and happiness, I sigh.
Noon! The sun of delight in splendor prime!
Life full bloom like lotus, with fragrance mime;
The universe gleeful, exuberant,
In health and wealth joyous, protuberant;
When rays and horoscopes humanely nigh,
An amalgamation of moods! I sigh.
Silvery golden brightly moonlit night,
And wandering stars, in romance, take flight;
I lie glancing my kinsfolk in each star,
Who lives on some planet so very far;
My thoughts roam around with them very high,
My eyes shed tears in rain torrents! I sigh.
The spring or summer or fall or winter,
Sigh of mine never a season hinder;
Stress, anxiety, sadness, and despair,
Sigh has physic-psychic-somatic flare;
Seasons and months and weeks and days fast fly,
When storms of change shake the roots, I sigh.
Anytime whilst the innocent suffer,
The insolent might empathy utter;
Life of the poor become way of the cross,
The world stands by the flaws of rotten laws;
When the weird and scared in misery cry,
Agony erupts from my heart. I sigh.
13 July 2021
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