The awesome colours of hope... Day and night cannot dwell together, so is the way of nature; Yet beauty is everywhere, even as we sail alone in the solemn hours of evening, bright rainbow colours of hope splash across the sky in the far horizon like a glowing smile of an angel... Yesterday & today cannot inhabit the same space, so is the way of of nature; Yet the beauty of it's memory is everywhere like a rapidly receding tide that will never return while the glorious sun rises to the east of the heavens - all at once... The farthest star in the galaxies lies some two and a half million light years away from Earth, whilst the closest sits roughly at 4.35 light yrs away, so is the way of the universe; Yet the beauty of their mysteries inspire & nourish our every dream, like the 'falling stars' upon which we cast our deepest wish... The great oceans and vast lands cohabit on our planet - earth, so were the beginnings of man & civilisation and still beauty is everywhere; She continues to radiate on the the verdant valleys and on every hillside, in the murmuring rivers and the crystal blue lakes: The scenery of gigantic waves of a wind-ruffled sea crashing against the dumb rocks lined along the white shore is truly a beautiful thing to behold, even as the sad-voiced winds howl in the far distance... What then is more beautiful than that of yonder sky that weeps tears of of compassion upon humanity & has been doing so for centuries untold - by Wajia-Patricia Bühl
Shimmering in the wide sky... If I were one with the amazing stars up in the high heavensI would drown the giant moon to proclaim the throne of the night & you'd love me too fondly to be fearful of the dark - For 'tis there where I would explode into a million shiny sparkles flooding every patch of the dark sky in awestricken shimmer each more beautiful than ever andI'd become the dwelling place forall your dreams on which you would wish upon, night after night... - Wajia-Patricia Bühl
As dawn slowly unveils her face I behold the crimson dappled hues of the yawning sun & plunge into the suspended moment of grace & stupor so timeless and unique; Sunbeams dancing in the golden light of morning, smiling warm rays upon the earth and spilling over nature's nakedness; 'O what a breathtaking site! a perfect creation of lands so vast and oceans so great ; What an awesome gift to Man... by Wajia-Patricia Bühl
Dressed in raiments of hope... Come walk with me a while, let us go 'a wandering in the bosom of the great earth, let our eyes bathe in her splendour and behold her numerous treasures - everything is so beautiful here... Crimson dappled hues of the waking sun as dawn slowly unveils her face - a suspended moment of grace, timeless and unique; Sunbeams dance in the golden morning light,smiling warm rays upon the earth and spilling over on nature's nakedness; 'O what a breathtaking site! a perfect creation of lands so vast & oceans so great, what an awesome gift to Man.... Giant waves toss & drift like lines of a great verse scribbled upon the waters as a roar of laughter emerges from the entrails of the great sea; And in the ebb of her tide, I hear her sigh with joy as countless ripples gather and ready once again to chase each other in play, rising high above the surface, as if in trying to reach the sky... Glowing faces of beauty from above proclaim the throne of the night, flooding every patch of the dark sky & showering Earth with sparkling light as they glare through the windows of the galaxies; Stars - like a million shining lanterns, some falling in laughing playfulness while others suspending from the ceiling of heaven... Spectrums of colour display out loud and break forth upon the earth like a beautiful dream; A rainbow arcs across the giant sky, splashing cheerful colours everywhere and dressed in raiments of hope spun by the Angels of heaven - farther off in yonder sky, a white dove in flight, wingsflapping in motion-slow as if in waving a message of peace... by Wajia- Patricia Bühl
like colourful pages of a storybook - Everything is so beautiful here, far beyond anything I could ever say; Emotions ablaze in new &surprising ways, as painted pictures fill my head like a thousand colourful pages of a giant storybook; A bright day in the month of May of absolute delight - 'O how I wish you could see beyond these words, the unspeakable beauty that encompasses me... Everything is so beautiful here, like a poem-in-waiting; Of rolling green pastures bearing wildflowers on every patch of the earth and fluffy white clouds drifting lazily above while melodies of a songbird echo in the clear blue skies; Butterflies flirt between sweet & colourful blossoms of May, with stars falling & flickering in playfulness, as if it were out of a mid-summer night dream... ' O how I wish you could see beyond these words, as I take in the beauty that encompasses me, making light my heart on awakening to this day in May; For now summer is born again, proclaiming the throne of the seasons & determined to reign infull glory... As she gradually fades with the sunset far beyond the horizon and the long dark night begins, 'O how I long to bond with her at morning break, even if it be but only onefleeting moment of pure joy... by Wajia-Patricia Bühl
If I were one with the mighty sun, I would shine in radiant bliss all throughout your day and make it as beautiful as the dreams
that dance in your head; And when alas at day's end, I set far in Spilling from the sky... the western skies I'd beam at you in dazzling goldenlight to bid you goodnight and spill upon you a million and one good wishes and promise of yet another awesome day of heavenly bliss...
If I were one with the seven colours of the rainbow, I would hide behind the dark grey clouds in wait for the raging storm to cease and when the clouds lift away I'd splash my multicoloured stripes across the vast sky in shape of a giant arc and would there become the most beautiful, most spectacular thing that you have ever seen and I would paint you with my colours and grant your every wish... If I were one with the giant yellow moon, I would break through the dark skies and glow throughout your night so that you would fall sound asleep & dream in my embrace; I'd gaze upon you with glowing love until dusk turned to dawn, then gently slip away and disappear far beyond the rising sun, now streaming through your rooftop window pane, leaning to stroke your tousled hair & kissing your awakening eyes... If I were one with the amazing stars up in the high heavens, I would drown the giant moon to proclaim the throne of the night and you'ld love me too fondly to be fearful of the dark; For 'tis there, where I'd most likely explode into a million shiny sparkles, flooding everypatch of the dark sky in awestricken shimmer, each more beautiful than ever and I would become the dwelling place of all your dreams on which you would wish upon, night after night... by Wajia-Patricia Bühl
As days and nights fall & rise and seasons change, spectrum of colours display out loud and break forth upon the earth like a beautiful dream; - fields of venetian-red tulips everywhere... A bold red sun rises in the eastern skies illuminating the dormant earth and waking the vast fields of Venetian-red tulips with a soft tender kiss of her magic beams of love and warmth... As days & nights fall and rise and seasons change, spectrum of colours display out loud and break forth upon the earth like a beautiful dream; Deep blue waters from the great oceans form gigantic waves chasing each other playfully before crashing on shore and dispersing a million delicate pink pearls upon the golden sands... As days & nights fall and rise and seasons change, spectrum of colours display out loud and break forth upon the earth like a beautiful dream; Yellow, orange, copper-brown, red and burgundy colours flying in the crystal clear blue sky, whilst children laugh & play in the rush of wind reaching out to catch a symbol of good omen - that of an Autumn leaf... As days & nights fall and rise and seasons change, spectrum of colours display out loud and break forth upon the earth like a beautiful dream; A rainbow arcs across the giant sky - cheerful colours smiling every- where, dressed in raiment's of hope spun by the angels of heaven; And far in yonder sky, a white dove in graceful flight flapping her wings as if in waving a sign of peace...
As days & nights fall and rise and seasons change, spectrum of colours display out loud and break forth upon the earth, what a marvellous gift to Man; And though they fade and embellish, nature's every colour shall forever spin anew like a beautiful dream drifting between one awakening and another; For in every truth nature's colour is a freedom song, the very hues of life charged with emotion, wonder and reverence from which Man shall always savour... by Wajia-Patricia Bühl
