Thursday, May 12, 2016

Vancouver travel blogs | Beauty overload

Beauty Overload

Glacier grand
Standing tall
Set apart
Magnificent majestic
Suns rays bounce
off your snowy whites
Creating a crown of dazzling light
That makes my heart pound and ponder
On the majesty  of the one who crafted you

Mountains dressed
In thick jade and emerald
So elegant

The sea, and straights below
Reflecting the sun
Now set aglow
Like liquid gold
Gilts the  topaz waters

From sea to sky
Wonder upon wonder
With each mile we cover
Comes crashing into view
Leaving me breathless
And asking for more

We start our ascend
Into heights
Leaving the glens
Below to look like
Lego bits in a play pen
A breathtaking view is all around
My face turned towards the clouds
My heart thinking
Is this a dream
Has it comes true?

Breathing in crisp mountain air
In these moments
Forgetting all cares
I can only look down
From these lofty heights
And feel my heart
Burst into songs of praise
As I stand in awe

I thought I had seen
All the beauty there was to see
In this amazing city
Till I came up here.
And for a fleeting moment
My heart got swept away.

Then I remind myself
I am but a  traveller
I have not come to stay
Enjoy the beauty
Store it in your soul
To be returned to
In mind and heart
When the toils of day
Take its toll

As we begin the descent
I leave completely content

Navaz DCruz

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Vancouver travel blogs | A day to be out


People people everywhere
Young and old
Basking in the warmth
Soaking in the sun
It's a day to be out

The beaches are alive and buzzing
The greens filled with laughter
As children giggle and caper
Parents in relaxed dapper laze about
The old  too take a stroll 
Its a day to be out

The more athletic
On cycles and skateboards go
Down winding lanes 
Cradled by the creek on one side,
Filled with sail boats
Bobbing in the shimmering water 
And newly burgeoning yuppy residences
Stand tall  on the other
It's a day to be out

Street side cafes bursting at it seems
People sitting  leaning over their drinks
In keen conversations, connecting or just being
Young lovers lying in the grass
In tight embraces
Lost to everything
The homeless  too wander about
Lost to everything
The  sunrays seems to spin
A warm web  around everyone: this is life
And a day to be out

As dusk drawers near
People start to leave the piers
The sun and sand behind them
The day is done
 For frolic and fun
It was a good day in the sun

The night begins
A new light it casts
Not that of sun nor moon
But of dim lit dens
Where people come in
To meet friends and hang around
Music fills the air
For night is another day 

Soft chatter around dinner tables
In homes where there are young ones
A content glow on sunburnt faces
As parents tuck them into bed
Porch lights on
The day is gone
The chill breeze blows through the air

Navaz D Cruz

Monday, May 9, 2016

Vancouver travel blogs | Deja vu

Deja vu

Today I saw this city in contrast
To all the beauty I beheld
We drove to parts that
Did not make me proud
But ashamed as déjà vu kicked in

Sights and sounds of
Home far away
Where din and dirt are common play
Did I ever expect experience that today?
Here in Vancouver?

Disturbed and disoriented
I looked around
Am I back home? Where is this town ?
Why are the streets unkept , not swept?
And shop windows tacky?

Did I hear a car honk?
Am I going crazy?
Litter and shops spilling onto the size walk
Make my head go dizzy
These are things I'm used to back home
What's it doing here? I ask

This is where your people trade
 I'm told
Do business and live.
Their homes look weather beaten
Bear and barren
No foliage no flora to trim their dull fences
They seemed not to care!
For any of this at all .

Ah! it now fell into place
This is just déjà vu
Of things back home
Where this is common place

Navaz DCruz

Vancouver travel blogs | City Lights


Like strings of pearls the city lights
Bedeck the street  at night
The hustle and bustle of the day
To a quiet hush gives way
As people make their way
Back home

Downtown morphs into this pretty princess
All dressed for an evening ball
The Cinderella like charm
will last but a few hours
As sunrise heralds the curtain call

She looks beautiful as though
Adorning jewels of every kind
The bay like shimmering satin
Embellished with rubies, sapphires and the like

She is  truly a sight to behold
By the light of the moon
And I take it all in savoring it slowly
In quiet contemplation.

Navaz DCruz

Friday, May 6, 2016

Vancouver travel blogs | O Canada

O Canada

Going down maple avenues
With pretty homes
And prettier gardens still
There is beauty to constantly behold
On every street and hill

Streets running at right angles
Each allowing its neighbor a view
Of the beautiful creek and island
There is courtesy in all that they do

Downtown the cityscape changes
From  cottage roofs to glass façades
Of structures tall and elegant
That speak of wealth and opulence?

The business center ironically
Juxtaposed between wealth and poverty
The drug culture smack
In the middle of this
Makes one wonder
Could not beauty and wealth
Have eradicated this?

O Canada the land of the strong and free
What ails these people so?
That city fathers cannot fix
Young lives adrift
Wandering the streets
with vacant eyes
But not vacant hearts.

Who knows their story?
Who can tell?
What made these souls like living corpses,
 living in hell?
O Canada
For these , my heart bleeds for you.

Navaz D Cruz

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Vancouver Travel blogs | First impressions

Its been a week that we have been here in the beautiful city of vancouver. This place is breath takingly beautiful. The sun is perfect

Corners of color
In verdant canopies
Soaking in rays of
Northern light.
Clematis creeping on wooden fences
Lavender gracing the stone walk
While hedges trimmed to geometrical perfection
Complement the ceraliun  skies .
Pines mapels and firs line the landscape
Like layers of a fluted skirt
Lofty snow capped mountains
Stand as sentinels in the background
Protecting them from the icy blasts of wind.
Vancouver has become to many a sorjouner
A new homeland
A melting pot of people from every tongue and tribe
Where they can build a future
Of hope.
where dreams come true.

Navaz D Cruz