Sunday 2 February 2014

The Beauty of Yearning!

The Desire.

With a desire in my heart to touch the sky,
to taste that feeling of soaring high,
I took a long leap.. 
encountering a new stance 
Since then, the mystic has had its own way 
to lend me a hand..
:)


The Water Bearer.

I asked her for a drop of water
when she showered rains upon me.
A wish sprouted inside of me,
She had incepted a dream
 the dream to be like her..
That's how she lit my path
She, the water bearer..