The Journey of Calmness

Indeed, it will lead you to a world of loving what is in you. Then the laughter smiles,All they do in their smiling,Let us laugh with joy. Lest it is whether if it makes sense, or not, let it least that all will come in a time, where to make sense. Thou lo at me,

Inside out

The Sun will say, I feel love every day,But sometimes the time feels my fiery,Oh, I light all the timeWhether they are evil or good. Indeed, honour all that herein our soul,Then we will river HONESTY,So that TALENT may roar while flowing. Then may PRAYER be with our breath,So that ENJOY being with our soul,Then

Unknown figure

The imagination at the moment,Hope is with my mind,But she imagines me as a hidden secret,And also imaging me as a gift one,And also as a miracle. Hope’s dream makes everything else comes to fantasy,A dream yet a strong belief that turns everything on,And the feelings, quick overflow,The everlasting, forever, and ever,Such a riddle, such

Riddle’s surpasses of peace

CARER. Are you stronger than this?RULER. I will have to remain,Where I am, for I am Ruler.CARER. Of that, you may be faithful,Then I am going to caress,That you will listen to Carer.RULER. I went with my wisdom,I will bring my great-peace from it. © Ismael Mansoor

When you suppose to make a tea

Is He A Writer?

Image by Lucia Grzeskiewicz from Pixabay Help him cried her to a man, ‘ve ye see his booksThey are not much for thine intelligenceBut see to his words and let me knowBut the man said, send me to his books The man said to her, ye were right, that his first bookIs not much for

A spirit who believes

Translation from South African Sign Language into English I tell myself that I am a man of the EarthYet a spirit who believes in our Holy CreatorHow I save myself from my weaknessI shall remember to pray to HimFor He who gifted me a mind’s wisdomAnd an understanding’s riddle in the writingRiddle, is a man

Their faithful hearts

THE MIRACLE CREATOR. My Angel, You must forgive the world of its beauty, And they must forgive themselves for their deeds. If they wish to enter My Holy Home, The belief must show in their faithful hearts, And they will remind you of a good man. THE ANGEL. I will go to the Earth, and

The transformation of speed (SASL poem)

Translation from South African Sign Language (SASL) into English My head is very motivated, And my chest is feeling very inspired, The vibration releases  Delightfully I look at my hands And I hold it towards my chest It becomes a butterfly Strangely The butterfly becomes a bird From the bird’s beak to an eagle’s   The