Mindfulness II

Mindfulness , at its best,
Brings all your senses to the test.
Allows you to realize,
Acuity of  senses do materialize.
Being in the here and now,
Is what is needed,
Awareness helps ,
When it is heeded.
To be the sound, the scent or pain
to be the taste or vision, deign.
A footfall on a dry autumn leaf,
gentle breeze tinkles the windchime.... brief.
The whirrr of distant traffic, a blast of a horn
the beating of your heart, a new sound is born.
Mindfully aware you are of your surrounding,
All your senses, now in acuity abounding.

Bottle bird beginning

Somewhere in the past, somewhere in between,
Did this painting come about and oh! it was a dream.
I always loved to paint or draw, but never tried it out,
When this one did come, it was a turn about.
I began to paint, sketch and draw,
More than I did before.
Now I write and paint and draw
Its creativity galore!

Ganu: A gift

A gift is something,

 you give of your self,

Not something I would,

 buy off the shelf.

Specially so,

for a dear special one,

So hand in hand,

this task was done.

A dear friend asked

and I did comply

I guided her through

Ganu was painted in a blink of an eye!

One

I am the seed, that grows and grows

bringing happiness to all, who seed knows .

The seed grows its roots into family grounds,

shooting into friend circles and all else that abounds.

Beautiful and green this little shoot grows

learning and sharing is its motto, no one knows

Shoot grows now, into a little plant

with leaves growing upwards, downwards and at a slant.

Its tender and delicate branches reach out to the sun,

school is another place to learn and have fun

From a sapling to a stronger plant and now to a young tree

standing a head taller and bursting with energy.

Growing with the years, growing up strong,

spreading out its branches to those who belong.

Over the years tree finds it peace, in caring and sharing,

Loving and giving and fruitfully bearing.

Fruits that did fall from this awesome tree,

Have now buried their seed in the ground and are free.

The tree looks from above waiting for the shoot

In time it will appear and so will its root.

The circle of life will begin once more

a family of trees will bond and grow,