Tiny planet

"Tiny planet" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: It looked so beautiful Round and Reams of blue marbled with A deep, sun-fed green, cool To the touch, and warming On sight, fields dotted with Yellow, white Buzzing with micro-life Beckoning us from Beyond, enticing our Energy, optimistic In what could be if We found our Self embodied And inhabiting This tiny planet


"Voices" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: Soft was the rise and fall Of familiar voices Before I recognized them As yours and mine Singing of the darkness And night’s long gaze The sound of leaves rustling Along midnight streets Of the soul


Better, poetry by Roshan James (Roshan Grossman)

There is love on these lips That is better unspoken There is hope in this heart That is better unbroken There is water in this soul That is better overflowing There is light in these eyes That is better than knowing


Writing, poetry by Roshan Grossman

Writing is a descent within To the cold stones of thought and feeling Where the two, unchiselled, Indefinable, inseparable Are heated to flame By the fire-breath of the soul refining, Lighting Lifting