On a vacation trip to the Susunia hills
Green paddy fields smiling outside
Trees happy in the robes of silk
Sun in the game of seek and hide
Quite a long pine standing in front
Light green looks like in your eyes
Great banyan tree from a deep bough
looking at me, in wonder-struck eyes
Before our eyes the hills slowly move out
narrating the stories of dense green curves
In the sky graze the white lambs and cows
In the branches, galore of whistling birds
Fleeting sparks, from our petals and thorns
Ephemeral light in the wings of herons
My perennial garden is peaceful and tranquil
A timeless place of beauty where calmness will instill
Vibrant blooms emanate sweet and savory scents
No fake or synthetic wafts among the floral presents
Birds flutter and dip in the rustic metal bird baths
While chipmunks nibble and play along their tiny paths
Swirling garden spinners whisper in the light breeze
An illusion of flying spindles, adds a whimsical tease
The solar fountain is a balance of sounds and silence
As water trickles and flows and provides some reliance
Bees and dragonflies hover and then stop to take a drink
As butterflies flutter in vibrant wings of purple and pink
Asiatic lilies open their bright orange petals of luck
Their beauty instills feelings of awe and wonder struck
Hummingbirds often visit the garden to stop and sip
Delicately feeding on phlox while wings flutter and zip
My perennial garden is a sacred and treasured place
Where nature is welcomed to visit and take up space
I hail rain
In wintery nights
When it showers
And scented puffs of damp
Cool breeze
from my orchard
Strikes against my
Cheeks
While I stand in
Corridor
Where
Phantoms of the yester_ years
Awaits
All bathed in sleet
While autumnal leaves ships
Float
And fall in yard
And compose music
On
Wind pipes
Telling ancient stories
While earthen lamps flicker in casements
Thousands of hazy shadows
Of hopes and dreams
come muffled and
Enshrouded
I hail them all
With leaden eyed
While in yard
Clouds still shed tears
Lady of night stands still
drenched in tears
Of clouds
And
Puffs knocks the wooden doors
Mysteriously
Moon will be somewhere
Behind the clouds
I think
That
He must be mesmerized
By my earthen lamps
Flickering
In such a rainy night
And thousands of
candles
Flicker and shine
In
Wonder-struck
Eyes
While soul hears
In ecstasy
The soothing melodies
Of Gushing rain
They told I had delivered a boy,
I was beside myself with joy.
I couldn't see it happening
just heard the sound of crying.
They showed my baby,
I was mesmerized, wonder struck!
How could this be inside me?
How humans get created out of sperm and egg?
And grow within the body automatically?
How can a baby live in mother's body?
How does it know when to come out?
How does it come out through an opening so small?
Milk started coming out of my breast.
As I brought my son closer, he knew he had to suck!
Who taught him that?
How did the milk come all of a sudden?
My baby blinked his eyes, kicked his legs and cried,
A new motherly feeling surged within,
a new being was born,
I watched enthralled, stupified!
AWE WITH YOU
I am amazed
Filled with astonishment
Surprised
Filled with amazement
And I'm in awe with you
Of all of the things you do
I am in awe with you, I am in awe with you
I'm astounded startled
Filled with wonder
Lost for words
Discomposed
None of this has to do with luck
Stunned thunderstruck
And I'm in awe with you
Of all of the things you do
I am in awe with you, I am in awe with you
Unable to believe one's eyes and ears
Wonder struck shaken up
Taken aback flabbergasted
Dazed filled with awe
I was bewildered bemused
Flummoxed floored knocked for six
Bowled over Lord God blown away
Mercy me I'm gobsmacked staggered
I'm in awe, in awe, in awe ahhhh...
Lord God, I am in awe with you
And I'm in awe with you
Of all of the things you do
I am in awe with you, I am in awe with you
3/21/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
Fearful of taking the leap;
Fleeing an alleged stability
Wonder struck – can my devotion be so deep?
Resigned to a prevention of ability
Escape this captured state?
Scared of rejection
Cowering from the pain you may aggravate
Not understanding the complexion
Perchance I have been conditioned
To accept and commit;
Wronged into position
Ashamed at wanting to quit
I’ve taken the easy option
Remaining on a rocking vessel
Preceding with caution
Emotions all a wrestle
He blows hot and cold
Insulting words then beautiful flowers;
I know it’s wrong to be controlled
But charm empowers
I’m a ship aground;
A story untold
A pulling tide restrained to the sand
A flower unable to unfold
I’m a boat marooned;
You’re young and yet to settle
You’ve chosen a rose that cannot bloom -
a bird entangled in nettles
In you,I see a garden, always giving pleasure and solace
And your those dreamy eyes remind me of the most gorgeous flowers
Every time I gaze at them they sprinkle love-showers
I am in tears or I am in joy
They leave me mesmerized for hours and hours
Flowers have petals small and big,every one unique
Your eyes get colored in every feeling which leaves everybody wonder-struck
Deep down in your eyes there lies an eternal honey
To taste it I am ready to become a tender butterfly or a small bee