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The best way to explain these poems is to say that they reflect a chase for an ideal that is just beyond reach. This is not because it is not there, but rather, because the parameters change along the journey to see if what is there meets the criteria for the ideal.

In this journey, I found my heart mellowing and mellowing to the point that it looks to envelope the world with nothing but love and compassion.

I am grateful to the individuals who triggered these words and to the family that put up with me as I traversed this difficult journey, especially my wife who saw me mellow with all these experiences. The journey was a Series of slides into a number of recesses, perhaps even into an abyss or two.

Naturally, the journey is never all pain, it is a combination of torment and hope, one moment, you feel buoyed, the next you feel anxious and agitated that the reaction is not what you had hoped.

Every time I would reflect on the pain, I find that an important milestone has been reached, a treasure has been discovered and a realisation that “we grow with every pain” as I have written in a poem that belongs in a different collection, perhaps in another book.

These words and their underlying emotions emanated during times of pressure, pressure to do more to help my fellow human beings as I explain in the various sections. The experiences leading to the poems might appear like escapades, certainly, there is an element of escape, but there are also raw emotions that sought to be unleashed to help make a little more sense of our purpose in this worldly life.

It all starts with a dream, a dream that a single individual can do something to help save the world. Fittingly, the first poem I offer was a real dream, a dream that a mellow heart would chase again and again as you will see.

I pray that you find them enjoyable and enriching.

Keysar Trad

Sydney, Australia