Rising waves and crashing tides
blue waters in the skies
drizzling..dribbling....or in huge bulks
life hauls forward no matter what
Eyes fixed on heaven and feet on ground
with waves around and their sound
not within sight nor within reach
just my tender poor heart besieged
to fly like a bird not to float like a feather
that is all the tiny dream i have..
1 comment:
Mandeep,
Nice to see you back. Hope and pray that you settle down well in your new home. May God bless you both with all the happiness.
Take care
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