creating is an act.
act of your mind.
mind of your rhythm.
rhythm of your heart
heart of your art.
art of your life.
life of your fruit.
fruit of your bread.
bread of your day.
day of your success.
success of your creativity.
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
my desert...
I am in the desert for many years...
My life is full of dust and dryness...
Didn't find anyone, ever ending desert...
Walks miles, still I am in the desert..
Today I see snow on my desert...
she walks miles and miles...
Atlast she comes to my desert...
Now I see my life in new dimension...
We wandered alone for years and years....
It was the time of dryness in our life...
Long years of waiting...
Snow came to our desert life...
She wants to walk always on my right side...
I feel rhythmic...when I walk with her..
I don't follow her, she doesn't follow me..
But we just walk together miles and miles...
We soulmates...beyond your thoughts...
We walked along...still miles to go...
We talked a lot...still more to speak...
ohh!!! my snow...never leaves me back to my desert...
My life is full of dust and dryness...
Didn't find anyone, ever ending desert...
Walks miles, still I am in the desert..
Today I see snow on my desert...
she walks miles and miles...
Atlast she comes to my desert...
Now I see my life in new dimension...
We wandered alone for years and years....
It was the time of dryness in our life...
Long years of waiting...
Snow came to our desert life...
She wants to walk always on my right side...
I feel rhythmic...when I walk with her..
I don't follow her, she doesn't follow me..
But we just walk together miles and miles...
We soulmates...beyond your thoughts...
We walked along...still miles to go...
We talked a lot...still more to speak...
ohh!!! my snow...never leaves me back to my desert...
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