Celebrating Surrey’s Past and Future- Ruab Waraich

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A seraphic and pristine allegory in history

Dominated by the mystic aroma of cedars,

With the serene slithering of Fraser in the north

And Serpentine in the south

She has been envied in the past.

Initially guarded by the British

And craved for by the Americans

She flourished.

Bustling with life

And rich with sprinkling of flora and fauna,

Her story began,

Knitted by the Europeans.

Semiahmoo and Kwantlen First Nations

Credited as the first inhabitants,

Through Fleetwood, through Whalley

Within Guildford, within Newton

And through Cloverdale and South

She is felt everywhere.

Nature is her majestic pride,

And through every movement

She strengthens her glide.

Today she is a wonder

Enjoying her joyous ride,

Tomorrow awaits a future

Stronger that the ferocious tide,

She is growing

Adorned as a gorgeous bride,

She is a living dream

Home to innovation and creativity,

Gracefully clearing

The obstacles that pull her back.

What a classic example she is;

Penned down

In the fragrance of history

She is my home, your home

More precisely

She is our home.

And people like to call her

SURREY!

 Note: This poem is written specifically for the city of Surrey in British Columbia, Canada.

Aesthetic divinity~ruab waraich

Beauty,the eternal essence of aesthetic

diving every moment

into the hearts of the beholder,

grinding every sorrow

into the serene dawn of morrow

From dusk to dawn 

shall time teach us

as to how every moment

so profound,so pure

can mar the disguise 

of the treacherous lament,

perhaps the flowers,the trees,

the birds and the natural

with an innocence so pristine

can ignite the newfangled 

in the atoms of every gene

Peculiarity hits hard

as to how many a gene

fail to engulf 

the aesthetic sense of the serene……..

(P.S.  When it comes to writing about beauty,

I just love John Keats.)

“Nature hath the beauty I admire most

Hope the demons don’t maketh it lost”.~ruab waraich

“Be like the foxfire 

that mystifies the world with it’s dazzling 

luminescence”. ~ruab waraich         

“Give challenges the topmost priority

and it won’t be long till you are given the highest

authority”.~ruab waraich

Quotations~ruab waraich

Wanderer’s appeal~ruab waraich

Wandering in solace

On the serene shores 

Of the sea

Away from the taints 

Of the human world

Comes a wanderer

Lost in the seraphic beauty

Of mesmerizing nature

The wanderer rests his appeal in front of The Gods:

O!Holy Providence 

Thou art the master of all joy

Thou art the solace 

Which this wanderer hath oft’

failed to identify

Thou art the possessor 

of the mightiest might

Who hath the power 

to punish unbeknownst us

And Thou art the owner

of this world

Who giveth us no right 

to mar the purity of His asset

My Lord!

Pour thy potion of forgivenss

Into these humble and yet

not so humble creatures

For ’tis in thy hands

where alll the world rests……………………..

Drenched by the huge waves of the sea or say soaked in the mystifying aroma of thoughts

The wanderer returns to his new and unknown world………………