Life without strife is a rose without thorns.
Alive as one is thriving today towards tomorrow,
Nowhere is the past but simply a school of memory.
Dreams, wishes, goals then becomes a wheel of “wills,”
Spirit of a unique being on each soul breathing.
Care to ponder some matter or another?
Awareness sliding towards discovery gliding…
Peace, contentment, fulfillment,
Enwrapped like a mirage enchantment.
Soaring freely, excitingly, happily home-love-bound!


Over precious moments in a breathing of a soul,
Flowing high emotions, feelings, hearts in bliss.


All around any season of one's existence, one asks:
“Anyone out there?
A heart of a soul that didn’t harden?
A touch of a soul that didn’t hurt?
A life of a soul that didn't love?”


Sands of time, rough, warm, indefinite,
simply spreading, transforming, mounting.
Oasis of a soul from a desert journey,
flourishing with endless beauty and security.
Utmost bliss, fulfillment and contentment,
under covers a struggling, hopeful soul,
Laboring service, living justice,
loving peace and tranquillity passed on to humanity!�

Auteur: Angelica Hopes