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A BLESSED NEW DAY by Radha Mulder

A Renewed Sense of Hope….

Sometimes life can be so overwhelming, pushing us to our limits and making us wonder which way to turn, which way to go to relieve the frustration, and all the burdens which seem to break the heart open, leaving it dashed in despair. But there is always hope, the hope that brings us peace in knowing that things will get better if we just patiently wait for a glorious new day.

I’m very happy to share the following poem, A Blessed New Day, with you as this New Year begins. This poem is from my new book, Love, Life and GodPoems to Stir the Soula collection of 60 of my poems on the topics that we are all so intrinsically connected to. Topics whose aim it is to seek purpose, realization, and ultimately joy, to reach beyond to the eternal beyond. 

It’s certainly a joy for me to share the journey of my heart with you by sharing my poetry, and I hope that you too, find along the way, your abundant sense of meaning, and a renewed sense of hope, each and every day of the New Year that has just begun. 


A Blessed New Day
by Radha Mulder

The sun rises on the horizon of the heart,
radiating the cracks with the joy of a brand new start.

A brand new start illuminating the way,
giving renewed hope of a blessed new day.

A blessed new day filled with faith and wonder,
a joyous day that will never be made asunder.

Never made asunder with an abundant sense of meaning,
leaving the heart open and the mind vibrantly gleaming.

Vibrantly gleaming and guiding you along the way,
giving renewed hope of a joyously blessed new day.


Radha Mulder was born to an American mother and a Dutch father in Amsterdam, the Netherlands, where she primarily lived for the first 8 years of her life, and thereafter was primarily raised in the state of Hawai’i, in the USA.  She was raised in the Vaisnava tradition as her parents were initiated by AC Bhaktivedanta Swami in the early 70’s. Radha began writing poetry in her early teens and accredits her inherent strength of spirit and abiding faith, to seeking the deeper meaning of life and bringing its truths to the surface thru the expressive and explorative form of writing poetry.  She currently lives in the beautiful and romantic city of Amsterdam, in the Netherlands with her young daughter and is very creative by nature, writing poetry, designing jewelry and clothing and doing photography. To see more Radha's work, visit her website here. 


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