Sometimes you are forced to be strong , sometimes you chose to be
but in any case only those who have been weak once
would know what it is to be strong , the process of being strong i mean !!!
This is perhaps the only thing that can not be induced
and this is one of those things that can not be recovered too
This is the flow of the river …….. that either stagnates and pools
or flows and becomes the part of the ocean , going ETERNAL …..
And we can help but by asking the heavens for purity of heart so that
we never pool those innocent confusions of ours
to stagnate our souls into gutters …!!!
Make all people be content
So they never know lament,
Show me snow storms in July
And perhaps I shall not die….!!!
Like a sunflower turns to sunlight,
i turn to seek your light oh Lord of all lights !!!
Enlighten me , from the core of my being
so that i turn inside , to wash myself from all that halts
all that halts me from seeing the beauty of the universe …!!!
Dreams are the breathe of breathe
Dreams are the life of life
Dreams are the blood of blood
Dreams are the dreams of dreams
sometimes i wonder,
is it a heavy heart that makes you a good writer
or a light heart that does
Oh heavens !
make me a child again
make me a child again …