by Victor Karunairajan[March 08, Toronto, Sri Lanka Guardian]
Out in the loveliest woods
Midst free flowing brooks
Sentinels of towering trees
Branches all spread out
Nurturing many life-forms
Their own and other species
Is an acre of appreciation
Where in silent sojourn
And prayerful gratitude
I thank God for dear ones.
Woods, I needn’t search
For they are in my heart
Fashioned and fantasized
As the ideal surrounds,
God would have created
For all of his creations
But over eons of time
We have laid them waste.
I’ve searched my heart
To seek such a haven
Eventually discovered
That in us, surely I know
We have the loveliness
Of nature’s magnificence
Blessed and ingrained
Within us, and on us.
Set among this idyllic world
Of my perpetual dreams
Where every dawn and dusk
The magic moments of day
When my heart rings a note
Joyfully and thankfully
Overflowing in pride
For the gift of folks dear
A dedication to them
Is my Acre of Appreciation.
- Sri Lanka Guardian
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