Poems

Rich souls

The love of a soul
Who does not know money
Who does not know vanity
Who does not know reason
But who knows love
Has perhaps enriched me
More than years of “success”
Ever could have

Knowing him
Has been knowing
The better side
Of Nature

Apparently
Nature knows
Love
Humour
And playfulness
In spite of itself

Whenever strangers
Appreciate him
I feel glad
For their recognition
Of his soul’s beauty
And I feel a kinship
Through our common
Appreciation

He was so happy
Playing with his godmother the other day
He recognised
Another beautiful spirit
And I felt a kinship
With him
Through our common
Appreciation