Better Beginnings Poem by Bonics Bachinela

Looking at the foliages,
swaying complacently,
and pliant to gusts and adversities,
as the gods' blessed them to be.

Listening to wind's voice,
deliver messages of silver linings,
well-comprehended and prevalent,
to inspire and lift-up the daunted,
oppressed and misguided

Towards the discernment
they're most fated to,
where, lyres are played with eyes, twinkling
and music, not of wailing but, tidings
of better beginnings...