On the 'Celebration of life'...

A shower of blossoms flirted in vacant air,
A muse of mirth overflowed into the ambience,
Beads of laughter echoed in abandon care,
Beatitude blessed in every human sense.

Minutes tickled the passion to live,
Hours brought in the blues of the yonder,
Clocks gifted the bouquets to give,
A future with more glee and wonder.

Blessed were the souls I met in the past,
Kind were the hearts that sang me songs,
Sonnets lulled my memories vast,
And time was filled with hearts and throngs.

A canary chirped a sweet wish,
And branches danced to a wanton tune,
Paricles waltzed when the dust came in swish,
And earth orchestrated the whirl of grime.

Nature’s symphony was at its best,
The flora blended in without rife,
The sun opened its benign chest,
And God played “ The clebration of life”.