Reflections in the water


Reflections in the water
purple ink and a sweet lining of gold
The rush of the stream
brought healing to plants
and creatures under
It gave meaning to those wanting life
past has buried a shoulder

The wandering soul
could fill a cup and give up
all he ever has
The stranger could warm
the heart and wonders would
bleed the entire mind

The lost could help be found
in the stones rolling over
The pillar of trust, the triune one
is the source cleansing forth
the entire path

Silent chatter, traffic of love
Sleeping over nature’s thrust

Peace blossoms, joy in
the renewed man
The cry of gratitude is second
to one’s entire life

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About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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