Life's Essential Poem by Minerva Agriam

Had my heart gone astray,
From this land seen no more?

But it's beatings I felt,
Senses or feelings or more about it?

Oh, beau! Man or woman,
But alas a little child!

We all crave to be cradled,
Like a tiny being enclosed in parents arms.

Life is crucially beautiful,
And so brittle, at once it would be gone.

Come on now follow my lead,
Lets paint the world alive!

Not with sweet words, beautiful stories,
But by being real that will set free.

Be honest, be true to yourself,
You can't be always sweet but honest.

Like the uncunning mute seed,
Sprouting anywhere it been sown.

Don't pluck it without its roots,
If you intend it to grow at another land.

All beings that has life, has feelings,
The mute trees, the sweet puppies,

Hurt them, they will cry,
In silence they ache, they murmur with disgust.

Be gentle with life,
Not just value it, but nurture it.

Let life take its form, not how you want,
But by how much it needs to grow.

Life's essential is about living simply,
Breathing the fresh air, connecting with nature.



(5/18/17. 10: 45 p.m)