Thousands miles before I walk,
Between the paddy fields….
Thousand miles before I see,
The serene flowing river…
Thousands miles before I witness,
The orange hue of the morning light…
I feel and I just feel.
Upon the hill, I stood
And saw the deep green valley.
Upon the shore, I stood
And saw the roaring oceans.
Upon the deck, I stood
And saw the flowing river.
I’m losing the roots
Or an anchor I suppose!
Oh where is my wand?
To cast the ‘magic spell’ all over??
I lost my way
Or a destination I suppose!
I need the winds,
But where is my boat, to sail away?
I need my lamp,
The twinkling one…
I need my holy beads
To chant along…
I need my force, my inner voice…
But the only thing I need is ‘I CAN’
Its really from your heart!!!!!!!!!!!
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jete parish ..... if you will.my true friend sin their real colours...kept unexplored.
The best ever. But take my advice, you can be better when you create in happy note
ReplyDeleteThis two words are the spark of our inner self which help us to find our own way 2 achieve. Best wishes.
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