Inspiration

Walking on the lawn  barefooted , Touching the grass gazing at nature , Butterflies with delicate wings dance among the blossoms,  while a lone bee hums a busy tune gathers nectar, In the distance, a line of ancient  trees stands sentinel,  their leaves rustling like hushed secrets,  A clear stream meanders through the scene,  reflecting the azure sky , Fluffy white clouds drifting lazily above, The air is fresh carries the sweet scent  of blooming earth,  a symphony of peace and natural beauty. My colour sketch pens bleed to paint the scene on the white canvas.... 🌞🌲🌳🌳🌳🎋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🌼🌼🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

  Mum, your hands, a gentle, guiding light,   Steered me through the darkness of the night,  Voice, a melody, so sweet and clear,  Dispelling every doubt, erasing every fear, You are the anchor in life's stormy sea,  The unwavering love that shelters me, A wellspring of compassion, pure and deep,  Secrets you silently and carefully keep, Your strength, a quiet force,  I've come to know,  In every sacrifice, your spirit glows,  You taught kindness, resilience, and grace,  A smile that brightens every time and place. By Harry

  I am blind  Of one kind  Trained  to capture  With my inner eyes  With my  feelings Touching the ceiling  Of imagination  Without exaggeration   I move slowly But  willingly  Way forward, Tapping the  path,  Guided by touch,  With deliberate care,   Focussing on Unseen,    What  world unfolds  with each footfall  Beyond sight  With steps of trust,  Navigating the world  painting  a map  of sound and touch. "I am blind Of one kind ......."  With my inclination  With cheerful  disposition , Exploring  nature  on my way Touching Rose plant  With feel of velvet petals   the stem with thorns Not harming myself  On my way a bench Inviting to sit , Gentle breeze rustled My Cheeks with a peck,  The feeling i had never felt before .... "I am blind Of one kind ."......

Two halves of one soul  Representing part of whole  A profound karmic connection  Difficult to endure grow spiritually  With relationship of intense   become one  The Oneness with divine   as strength and weakness Being Mirror souls  Romantic or platonic Emotional with intellectual Merge for transformation With Overwhelming familiarity Helping each other  Confronting shortcomings  Learn lessons for  growth with experience  Unite as "Twin flames" ....

  True treasures of life Harry Arthur, with his wrinkled face and a twinkle in his eyes, sat on his favorite Bench in the park. The sun was Shining brightly, warming his old hands. He loved watching the children playing near the fountain. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the tall oak tree, creating a soft, whispering sound. Harry Arthur hummed a cheerful Tune, remembering his younger days. He pulled a worn book from his pocket, the pages filled with stories of Adventures. A small Robin landed on the bench beside him, chirping a sweet song. Harry Arthur smiled, feeling a deep joy in his heart. He reached into his bag and pulled out a handful of seeds scattering them for the little bird. He knew that simple Moments like these were the true treasures of life.

  "The sun paints the sky with hues of gold,  A gentle breeze whispers through tall trees,   Waves crash softly against the sandy shore,     A lone bird sings a sweet, melodic tune,   Raindrops dance on leaves, with a rhythmic beat,   Mountains stand silent, watching over the land,   A quiet moment, a peaceful, calming breath,   Life unfolds, a tapestry of moments, grand and keen."