The road is long, The trees facing winds, Green grasses - TopicsExpress



          

The road is long, The trees facing winds, Green grasses shaking, With each swirl of wind. Let me find the balance, Without loosing halos, Let me fill the lights, In all dark shadows, I with the poise, Will face the noise. A tranquillity, Even after the storm, The ocean will be, At peace like before. Let go, Let it be, Let me not become Let me be in being ! My blog of poems poetneerajtyagi.blogspot/
Posted on: Sun, 24 Nov 2013 12:23:16 +0000

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