The drizzling black clouds,
Befall endlessly , like pearls twisting in a chain,
As I chant your name,
Like those infinite ripples , still waters tame,
The splash of each drop,
Echo’s within me, with the rhythm of the wind,
Eyes that open, when closed,
To your gates, beyond which lies happiness for me to cling,
Amidst all these lives, of each,
When mine sits strangled alone amidst all,
I sense you with every vacant wind,
That lifts my heart
so tall, from where troubles look so small,
Those still waters go deep into the dark,
Breaking those rigid hearts of the secure rocks,
Your pure and sublime message of peace,
Evokes the better half of me , even when destiny mocks’,
The waves wear colours, blue, brown, and green in a swirl,
Of what embodies its soul, shows itself to the world,
You dwell within the life I posses,
Without the boundaries, of colour, race, or creed,
you preach me, and
many more ,
simply, through our
very own deeds.
