Kristina Taylor Kirstina Taylors First Prize for Poetry (Junior Section) in the Suriname National Tagore Art

Competition 2011

Reflections Confronted with the horror of modern days, I often think to create a better tomorrow, As corruption imprisons us in a maze, My eyes start to fill with sorrow. So, I often travel to an unknown land Which not many journey to see, For too few in these times can understand How enchanted peace and harmony can be. As the trees reach up to the blue sky surround me The sage of Sind keeps me company; Amid natural steams, peace and simplicity We speak freely of mysteries that set all living souls free: For this fair land which too few have found, Waits for all who want to be unbound!