Teach me the ways of hope,
reminding me that what seems impossible,
may yet be achieved.

POEMS: “The clock of Life”

The clock of life is wound but once
And no man has the power
To tell just where the hands will stop,
At late or early hour.

POEMS: “I am all”

I am the blue firmament and the black cloud, I am the waterfall and the sound thereof, I am the graven image and the stone by the wayside,

“ON HOUSES” by Kahlil Gibran

But you, children of space, you restless in rest, you shall not be trapped nor tamed.
Your house shall be not an anchor but a mast.

POEMS: “Yesterday’s door”

I’ve shut the door on Yesterday,
It’s sorrows and mistakes.
I’ve locked within its gloomy walls
Past failures and heartaches.

“ON RELIGION” by Kahlil Gibran

Rather look about you and you shall see Him playing with your children.
And look into space; you shall see Him walking in the cloud, outstretching His arms in the lightning and descending in rain.
You shall see Him smiling in flowers, then rising and waving His hands in trees.