I awake with a ring, which
gives my heart a tune to sing.

The morning melody has no
recognition of time, but whistles
slowly thoughts to rhyme.

Chai tea melts my lips soothing me,
 as I gazed through the window at
pink flowers dangle with cloves
      dropping from the tree.

What a sense of  romance, when
beauty greets the natural eye.

No sight of rain, No reasons to complain
      No fog, brain unclogged,
    Just a telegram of where I am
             To my friends on the blog.
 
         

Tabitha's Tablet

This is India. Tabitha is my undercover name I was given some time ago. The name was biblical given due to the fact I was considered to be a giver. I was honored to have this name, it has a heavenly ring to it. The reason I call this name undercover to disguised myself from users and abusers of mankind. Some people in society have a impression of givers as weak, vulnerable people. There is a saying that many generously kind- heart people have used in process of being mistaken as a fool, they usually say "don't take my kindness for a weakness." I love to share with everyone, especially those that are dear and special to me, which I've opened my heart to trust for one good reason or another. This is my opening presentation to the beginning of a friendship people on this blog. Thank you for letting me be a part.