Inner Contemplation In Zephyr Winds

The morning zephyr like a cradle at the dawn Listen, relax, get lost in the silence’ spree. It will unfold the brightness of the morn Take a breath to hear wind’s song thro’ trees. Every flower bud is tossing and swinging With the very intoxication of its existence Its silence with the petal’s tongue saying Not experienced florist’s jerk even once. There, from the high flower laden slope The brook’s coming down singing melodies This silence is not only peace and to probe Absence of sounds, or to find its remedies. Silence takes us deep into recesses of heart Connects to soul directs us to Yoga’s alert. The Zephyr Winds Rise oh winds of heaven come, blow soft n’ gentle Like nature’s softening touch on eco-friendly aural Let the ribbon of your wind caress the mellow tulip Let the scent of summer bend to praise n’ worship Every flower knows, the remedy to melancholy blue It grows to siffle nature in, it soaks with all it's dew As we extol the breath that’s keeps our soul in grace The zephyr winds slow stir, to bring us love’s preface ****** 21-9-13 ================================== Team work by Mystic Rose and Dr. Ram Mehta Contest: New contest team work by Shadow Hamilton 6th Place win ***Mystic Rose was inspired reading the following lines in a church. and we worked on it “How awesome the silence of light As it unfolds the morning's bright “