While I was searching for some of my old files, I chance upon a notebook which I was pretty sure did not belong to me. So, I opened it and there was a title on the next page; UNDER THE LIGHT OF BLISS CONSCIOUSNESS. Apparently, this was a notebook of poems belonging my mother wrote. After reading some of the poems, I believed that some of the poems are deserving to be immortalized and publish online. Here is the first poem.
You inspired the muse in me
So I sing my songs
Chance you read these lines;
Think the best in me or the worst
For time may change, when I may not sing
As sweetly the way I used to;
Time may numb my senses to naught,
Then perhaps my songs remind you of me
all the devotion I shared.
In the garden of men
Where I wish to reach out
In time no doubt