A Place Called Home
Poetry Inspired by my visit to Sri Lanka
I walked along a lonely beach
with the wind in my long hair,
To hear the thrust of roaring waves
Making music in the air.
The simple warmth of gentle tide
Slipped deep within my toes
And a simple salted little breeze
Tickled my gentle nose.
Tiny shells lay left behind
The Curling, Furling waves,
That threw them on the ocean bed
As back to home they fled.
They lay against the washed up life
Of man, and rock and thorn,
And though their life on earth was done,
A new hope here was simply born.
Tall trees that lined the rocks
Were the guardians for the land,
And as those little turtles crawled,
Just dancing in the sand.
Chasing that lonely, tiny worm,
That nestled deep within,
Trying its best to blend with rest
and save itself from sin.
I watched as lonely boatmen came
To lay their weary nets,
Dragging those multicolored boats,
To their one day or blissful rest.
And as the little urchins ran,
To greet them with the dawn,
The golden rays of sunlit hit
And a new day on earth was born.
The sea, the sand, the wind the air,
were one as I did roam
And formed a shelter in my heart
In a place that I called home.
Dilani Diva
02/12/2011
The ode to a blessed Morning.
I am blessed with new dorning each day,
The feeling of new birth that comes my way,
Merrily dancing as I pray
Oh for that blessed morning.
The fall of dew from the bright blue sky
and the sound of birds that wake to fly
High oh high in the eastern sky
Oh for that blessed morning.
I am blessed with a brand new start,
with each dawn to be as I ort,
old memories sift away today
Oh for that blessed morning.
Was God so kind that he would see
How much this newness means to me,
So I may be loved and trouble free
Oh what a blessed morning.
So take each dawn with inward sigh
For your spirit now can soar so high
For each day you are born to rise
Oh what a blessed morning.
So live each day with a song renewed.
Of love and hope and joy pursued,
and your life will be with love endured
Oh what a blessed morning.
Ode to Earth Mother
Oh beautiful Thy Flowers Spread,
In Purple Yellow Pink and red,
With grass that is green
So fit for a queen
and Roses so red
that line the luscious bed.
Oh little bee
That sings by the flowering tree
Your song so sweetly you sing
hiding now your little vicious sting
that you gladly part
whenever you feel a silver dart
tearing at your little tiny heart.
On sunflowers bloom
to take away our natures gloom
Never a moments rest
as nature lays it’s head
on it’s mighty breast
and cradle in it’s hands
it’s gentle creatures
of many distant lands.
Bath me oh gentle rain
and quench my thirst
as you heal your mothers thirst and pain
let your slinky fingers
nurse and nourish
the parched domain
and fell the demons
that dwell in dust and grit and grain.
I am so bless to lay
my little head again to day
upon your breast
i need to rest
and enjoy your awesome color
for You are truly
my best and dearest
ever lasting mother
and in thee I rest.
Knowing That I am truly blessed.
Oh freedom
Oh Freedom reign,
In the Hearts of Mountain Plain,
Where trees their burden shed,
of falling leaves
upon their earthly bed,
To stand naked in the morn,
For a new birth today, was born
Let Man too with them unite,
and unlike fools who yell and fight,
To run like cowards when true integrity reign
Showing no wisdom and no shame!!!!
Letting nature take their foolish blame!
Oh Freedom !
Let my mind steer way
From these ugly man-made truths
That shroud me everyday,
But seek true aspirations that build
A better man in me…
With loving kind and humble heart,
A bit of God, to be.
Let my voice in chorus with the birds in heaven sing,
Oh Freedom, oh freedom
let my song and spirit, through the earlthy ages.
RING !!!!!
The Hill
Oh the hill, nestled in a gentle maze,
it’s cap of heaven, in a golden haze,
Stand proudly, unmoving as I ride,
Against your green and leafy side.
The luscious waters gently stream
In ever changing states of dream,
slipping through thy pebbled breast
to dance and dance with joy and zest.
Gods creation in strength and majesty,
With years of stillness, strong and free
For within my heart your song doth gently shrill
As I gaze upon you tall and lonely hill.
And with these thoughts to me freely given
You bring to me the simplicity and wonder..
Of this earthly heaven.
Poems of the soul Dilani Diva
Gods Angels
You are Gods angels, With gentle wings that's full of love, Sent to care and truly cherish Like god himself From up above. You have touched the hearts of many, You take the time to love and care, No matter what this life may bring us You are constant, always there. There is ring of joy that you carry Gently held within your soul And those lives that cross your threshold You bath their wounds And make them whole. I am truly blessed to know you For I have seen your gentle ways That help enlighten a yearning spirit That longs to grow beyond it's days. Oh dear angel that shrouds my spirit I thank you now for all your love May heaven grant your simple wishes As you share your endless grace For ever and ever In that waste eternal, heavenly space. Blessed by God through love and grace
Blossoms
Blossoms so rare
Oh burst forth from thy withered bow
Great bunches of pink color
Lightly resting,
Nesting
Till the warmth of the noonday sun
Seems to have it’s fun
And give you such a wonderful cheer
As it caresses your gentle spirit so dear.
For you are born to lighten
This dark world, so drear
With your gentle
Spring colors of cheer.
Did God in his mercy see
How you bestowed a simple thought of pleasure
To me,
Am I so blessed
That I can rest
While this world seem to reap and heap
With pain and hunger, oh so deep
Let them too share
This simple blossom I hold so rare,
For there is a thought from heaven
To us simply
given.
For we must create on this earth
A heaven.
For it is here
With simple blossoms so lovely and dear
Falling down
To replace your tear, your fear,
And love today as the spring doth dawn
To embrace,
Life and love and grace
Each morn.
And let the hurt of life be forgotten
As we embrace the simple creation, of that single blossom.
Time Travel
I am a traveler in time,
walking through life’s endless paths
Dancing with the stars,
Sometimes homeless must I be
With non to see
I walk, I walk, I walk
In many lifetimes,
Eternally.
Finding my way through clouds
Of endless possibilities
This earth is my place of rest
Now
For how long
Only God knows all
For God knows best !
How far I have been
Dancing with the stars
lightly I come
To love and heal and live
and walk through this life
That God to me did give.
I drink from streams that quench my
endless thirst
and speak to the birds who
dive into the water bed
For they too like me must live
and must be fed
amid the green and lowly plain
though love of God does reign
I pray for the souls that even in this life
who must dwell in constant pain.
From tiny feet and tiny hands
we rise once more
traveling from shore to shore
From life to life
with love, joy and strife
seeking the light of truth
from birth to mirth
let me ask of you
if you see
me standing by
don’t forget to smile
for you may have indeed met me
some where, some place, some time
Just let me share
For I dare
Don’t hurt the soul of earth
It is what gave us birth…
For it is but one
that gives you a place to rest
and be blest
Protect it, for those that come
passing through
just like you
for we are but travelers in time
loving each other
hurting each other
holding each other
from time
to endless time……
The healing of the “Hurting Heart”
Does it hurt to sing?
When spring comes in..
Painting the world with gentle color,
Love me love me, gentle lover.
and touch those hearts that are broken,
For this season is a lovers token.
Dance now in your heart,
Even though sometimes the light of love
eludes you.
It is not far apart,
Only hiding to welcome you in it’s arms,
and caress you with it’s dainty little charms.
So try and let your heart sing.
and welcome the tender love of spring.
I know how hard it must feel
If your lover is gone
Or your heart is torn,
Like a little wounded bird you will fly
High in the open sky,
But don’t run away,
Don’t cry
For love will find you.
In the light of dawn
and love you once more, till your pain is gone.
For to me there is much healing
Much revealing of love this season.
and let it reign without much reason.
and as the colors of gentle hue
paint your soul with all it’s dew.
Sing again with the gentle breeze
For your lover will see
The beautiful you
the wonderful me.
and with the singing of your heart
a new day is born
and with the dawn of spring.
Don’t cry
But let your heart, just once more
Sing.
Written and composed by Dilani Diva
Warmth of Heaven
Fly, like a butterfly,
On wings so light,
In constant flight
Smiling with wondrous cheer,
For you are loved, my dear.
Drop your hair like a luscious mane,
Swing it wild with your head held high,
You may be indeed so vain,
But who cares!
For today it is your show
Dance and sing and laugh as on the road you go.
Feel like a rose,
In beautiful repose,
Dress in the color that would never die,
With the passion that you feel inside.
Remember that if we are to live this life
Do not hide,
Just burst forth with thy ardent beauty,
Crash life’s party,
It is to you,
A simple duty.
Just simply live
Thy beauty.
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