🎶 MUSIC BY SONA MAPLE 🍁

The virtuoso’s drawing trace;

Brightening mourn of moonlit land.

The wolf pack leaves fear-stricken earth for the lucky ones with dazzled face.

And mountains’ reflection in the eyes.

Oh, loving sunrise of gold,

peering in the skies,

Shall I scream with my heart to bless the

seconds for not ever get old?

And, I smile spangled, soaked in renewed shade;

I hear the rivers raveled out.

In golden streams, slowly fade;

Filaments of fluid light close by the glade

In the spot, lotus flowers hide from drought.

And deer’ galloping shaking the ground.

Oh, loving sunrise of gold,

glowing the field with sunflowers crowned,

Shall I scream with my soul to bless the

seconds for uniting into eternity—where

the moment will never grow old?

Yet daybreak stretching rays of birth;

The weeping of stars are brushed away,

And forest enkindles love and mirth,

The graces of opulent worth;

Zephyr dances to greet promises of bright new day.

🌺 FLOWERS by Sona Maple 🌺

Flowers swung above beside my exuberant soul;

They smell each other, healing life’s thorn.

I passed their sweetness to retain my back,

while leaning against harden hole.

And I said with a thankful sigh: “Pretty flowers, may you bloom in my heart for being born.”

Mellow tunes hidden beneath my fear’s layers;

Remembering the past, not forgetting to grieve,

Loving rustling branches when living the moment that we - melded together ain’t hesitant to greet.

And I said with a thankful sigh: “Pretty flowers, may you bloom along with the guitar’s grace, for garlanding my prayers.”