Little birds waking me up in the morning.
Tapping on my window,
Shadows of the night just disappear.
Tears that we cried yesterday
Are dried today.
Tired I lift my head to see,
But all that is left is only me.
Tired old me.
Walking along
A path I do not know.
Laughter resonating through my Being,
Nature’s call is the only one
To be followed.
Hallowed be Thy name.
Holy city,
Walking amongst ghosts.
Let Your enemies vanish
And love shine through.
Let your fears melt away,
So that love can take part in
This game of never-ending
Fools running around.
Once we were children
That never asked a thing.
Now adults
We question all.
Happiness pervades us
As we never learn to be,
Thinking constantly
We forget the lightness of being.
And shed tears of
Diamond scars.
What have we become if not
Love
That we lost on the way?
So let us pick up where we left off
And find it again.
Have less
And be more.
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Thank you Iswar! Have a beautiful day.
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