POET'S PEN : Williamsji Maveli

POET'S PEN:
Author Williamsji Maveli
Poems can have any number of lines. If you said ten lines, then you're right!. Each row of text is a line, and there are ten rows of text. Read the below poetic lines from my own pen written as a tribute poem to my co-write author Adriana Girolami, based in Florida in the United States of America on a book release celebration day of one of my published books.
“ All the soothing affection of the daybreak sun,
like I had celebrated from the days I had won,
Touching the fragrance of dew-kissed meadow,
I could feel an immaculate odor outside the window
All means of low tides of gratitude rippled in tears,
Just foreseen the day to be just as before, no fears,
I had meditated to engage in leisure out my morning,
As I rehearse to hold in power, no more any mourning.
It brought about the smile that eternity had kept pursed,
All words were laced with the flora of spring season fills,
It spoke of best wishes meant only for many more quills.”
Poets are the lovers of nature. All the countless objects of nature are a joy forever. God is the artist and nature is His own blessed poetic art. The mountains and the oceans the sky and the sea, the sun the moon and the stars, the flowers, and the meadows, the chirping of the birds and the music of the waters–all these possess an unearthly beauty.
Anyone who is blind to such beauties of nature and deaf to her music must be dead in the soul. The visible shapes of nature, her sights, and sounds speak to the poet the language of love and beauty.