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My mind


In my travels I marvel God’s gifts.
Such joy in me, God’s love touched.
The wonders of nature explored.
The touch of God’s hand without doubt.

I was a seasoned traveller
before I travelled far.
Words when read, so vivid.
The mind translates into images.

I see God’s gift to me.
A thousand times more precious.
For before I travelled,
words read, my mind saw the wonders.

This plateau of reality,
a story forms into pictures.
The mind paints the words,
in vivid colours bursting to life.

When my eyes become dim with age,
My hope, this gift remains.
The words once read will be as clear.
The images once formed, as vivid as ever.

By C.E. Pereira



I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. In recent years, the younger generation have added on to include spouses from the Philippines, Nigeria and Russia. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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