Every morningbefore the birds starttrilling me their stories,I give birth to a new lovethrough my same old heartwhen a lake’s placidityfinds life in the swans breathOnly for you...From the poem 'Only For You

Every lake belongs to the quietness desired by the swans.

A little tranquil lake is more significant to my life than any big city in the world

I began to inhale the breezecarrying ancient love and mercyreflected by the lakeThe architectural beautyof the oval-shaped Château de Chillonburied all its historical mortification and guiltFrom the poem- Along the Shore

Sturdy swimmers afloat on water-couch Beneath the heavy bill their treasured pouchFishes pray for them to fly far away Inland lakes toast to the Pelican’s day