A plea to the unkown - a poem

While the scientist establishes contact with the galaxy
While the scube diver marvels at life in the deep sea
While the leader wins over his nation
While the artist comes out with another creation

So does the healthy hope for life
So does the wealthy hope to survive
So does the wise pray to endure
As no one knows, as nobody's sure

As to why the worst happens to the best
Why is the virtuous an object of zest
Why is the divine labelled insane
Why do the good suffer untold pain

Having no answers one clings to a belief
That the all mighty is the one who shall provide him relief
Like a puppet with strings which are out of his reign
He falls back on worship, a supposed solution to his pain

To the Master Creator i therefore request
If you truly exist, come out it's time for your test
Help mankind before it decays
Shower your blessings, earn you praise.

Silent Ecstacies - a poem

The rustling of leaves in a soft breeze
Caressing the buds nd the humming bees
A hazy firmament that smiles upon the earth
As if to confirm ties of joy and mirth

The dropping of dew without any hue
Fragrance and delicacy sets everything anew
How vibrant it is and yet so gentle
Unspoken beauty simply inspirational

Unseen rainsbows spring up in the heart
Making you free of your future, your past
Time stands till as the beauty sinks in
Relieving one of all stress within

The irony that is felt is indeed amazing
For one is part of all, yet of nothing
Suddenly lightning strikes and thunder stroms
Bringing you back from a world by gone

Nature's job however is done as life re begings
With a rekindled soul and a spirit that sings.
March 2007