Thought
Eyes cast down in modesty
For to waken peak of truth
Pure as white cloth to wear
Walking barefoot unaware
Myriads thus will go today
Myriads travel on their way
Mask scourge some isolate
Some go early, others late
Tranquil as a clear blue sky
Sounds subtle but are nigh
Strong like silent stirred air
Water waits in clouds there
Nature’s ovation thunder claps
Peace and prosperity enwraps
Change of dress orange brown
Autumn’s tranquil clothing on
Prayer
O Lord may my words thoughts and deeds be pure and an inspiration for others. May peace and prosperity outweigh cruelty and greed. May I learn each moment and revel in Thy glory.