Perennial Poetry

  The Garden Hour As mysteries await, I sit in eagerness; Trees in my garden sway, As I while away in the lushness. Eerie whispers of insects Ring throughout my garden periphery, As I ponder and suspect Questions of life amidst this breathtaking scenery. The sound of dried leaves rustling under my feet, And the whirl of winds rumbling around me, I feel a voice inside me waiting to greet, Waiting to check if I’d realise and see. It is the voice of silence within me, Trying to usher me into calmness and peace; “Your thoughts can just wait and be, I am embracing you a thousandfold, just feel at ease.” Sometimes just ‘being’ is what’s needed, The what-ifs can be thought about later; All of life’s conundrums will succeed, And all apprehensions will turn out for the better. So I sit on this quiet bench, While nature calms me today, And with peace in my mind I ascend, For the trees and the breeze will be mine everyday. -Jaanvi Veluguleti

✉ Letter From Heaven✨ One day I got a letter from heaven, It was the most iconic enclosure. I was miraculously shaken By its sparkling golden lustre. I say you've never seen such a wrapping before, It's very different from the ones I've seen before. There it was, placed on the step of my door, Looking enchanting and magnificent to its core. I didn't think once before rushing to claim it, Because I didn't want it to disappear in the blink of my eye; Just how it had arrived there in a mysterious kit, Without a name, or an address, or even a Hi. I didn't know why, but it felt so precious Before even opening it; But I did know that I was curious To absorb every little detail of it. So I sat down on my wooden chair, And uncovered it to find a note that read, "This letter is for you from Heaven up there, And I wanted it to reach you before you were dead." "I've seen you in your best and in your worst, Facing your fears and also getting engulfed in t...