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From the Author
This is Day 7 of “Songs of Heartstrings” Blog Tour. I want to thank 4WillsPublishing for setting up the tour and my host to have me here.
This poetry collection includes nine themes: Songs of Nature, Songs of Dissonance, Songs of Physical Healing, Songs of Marriage, Songs of Parenthood, Songs of Tribute, Songs of Reflections, Songs of Challenge, and Songs of Inspiration. Each of these themes covers various aspects of my life experience. Many poems are illustrated with my photos and watercolor paintings.
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Highlighted Poems from Songs of Inspiration: Tunnel of Music and Solitude
My garden is like a sanctuary to me. I love to have my morning coffee in the garden, walking around to appreciate the flowers, plants and the hummingbirds. A baby hummingbird was born in my garden in June 2018. He spent the winter in my garden while the parents flew south for several week. The moments of being with the nature near and far touch deep in my heart and soul, and my love of music also inspires the flow of my thoughts and words.
Tunnel of Music
Tunnel of music, my great hideout,
surrounded by melodic sounds.
It speaks of my unspoken language,
sounds out my unspeakable profound,
carries me to cloud nine,
wings my spirit high,
laments the deep sorrow,
echoes in my heart’s hollow,
speaks for my heartbreak,
clashes my entangled struggle,
dances for the joyous chance,
drums to my rhythmic victory,
waves my dreamy fantasy,
serenades my romantic love.
Everywhere, I hear noises and voices,
I quickly answer and respond.
Every day, I receive demands and comments,
I rush to comply and improvise.
Every hour, I see needs and pleas,
I passionately lend my ears.
The momentum is like a snowball,
where to stop, no idea at all.
Once in a while, I unplug myself
to be away from the
noises and voices,
demands and comments,
needs and pleas,
and land myself in solitude,
where I could attend my voice and
the voice from above, to
reacquaint my inner self,
refresh my private thoughts,
re-lubricate my soul,
rejuvenate my energy,
reignite my spirit, so to
return to the world, and
be of better service.