They are deep in a meeting Discussing serious matter Some perched low and some high At various gadgets under the sky On roof tops, on transmittIng dish Flickering wings with a light swish The Ravens on a bright sunny morning Appear to be enjoying a sun gazing Sikiladi
The Sunrise hangs over my plants As if it ask them for grants A resting place it needed not yet it sits over a green plot Sikiladi
Peeping through a window unique The Universal master’s appliqué The mid day sun shines bright overhead The greens shy away and appear black Sikiladi
Sunrise Glory Abundant glory of his mercy Shines through and seeps through Invading the soul with a charm Preventing from all the harm Nurturing, giving the warmth His mercies act up like a balm Sikiladi
The glow returns at dawn, Filtering through the branches. Shades of crimson turmeric sky,Bold and bright never shy. spread out leaves segmented, Blades of greens fragmented. Pouring the rays coming through ,Like a spy, the sun peeps through. Sikiladi
A Woman's desire to conquer her way to freedom is evident in many ways. Aruna Varsani's recent excursion to Mt. Rwenzori is an inspiration for this poem.
The Lotus Healing Seva Group
celebrated their 13th Anniversary by treating various slum dwellers around Nairobi to day filled with fun games and activities along with tree planting.