In the stillness of life
Heard the voice of soul
Which could lavishly forgive and smile,
From holding grudges and frowns.
In the darkness permeated room
Soothes the light of moon and stars
Letting to sleep in peace
From terrible bleeding drops flow.
In the busy roads and hustles
Says mind to be still
Walking too calm and gentle
From being lost in profound thoughts of silos.
In the spring mornings near the isolated bench
Breeze...