Drongo

A bird called Drongo
Has God in it
When I think of God
It flies before me
When I think of love ,
It sits with its love
Kissing ,on a little branch,
Comforting me with their love.
Sometimes when I am down
It flies down to me,dancing in circles
The streamers in it's tail tipped with a feather
Flying about,oh so delightfully

Discovery

Once I saw a bright green frog
And a bright blue frog on a tree;
And some spiders and mosquitoes;
They looked as if they were never been seen
And indeed that could be
Such is the variety of creation!

Unconditional

The best mother was Krishna's,
Yashoda,and she didn't bear him;
Loving him every moment,being love,
But acting angry,when he was pranky;
Letting him go when the time came
So that he could be in his own game.

The best father was Joseph
Father to Jesus,and he didn't bear him
But grew him up ,to be love and light.
The strongest bonds are not of blood
But that of love,
Says history.

Be the smile

I'm in heaven and on earth at the same time
Feet on the ground,head in the cloud
Seeing eleven eleven and angels in earth and heaven
In high vibration
Though in isolation;
Ignoring the past and future calling me,
Ego and anger nudging me;
Saying no to them with a blissful smile,
Being the smile and going the mile!