I gazed at the path so wide,
But it narrowed to an endless wait.
But it narrowed to an endless wait.
Words were parched yet feelings flooded,
Drops like dew came rolling down.
Candles melted, flickers faded;
Even shadows didn’t chase behind.
Lyrics too, of the poet died…
Scribbles remained on the surface white.
Heart ached and mind reasoned,
But my Soul knew its way out.
Hidden beneath the frame of bones,
Lied a treasure precious so.
Joys boundless and hopes bright,
Key was within…I unlocked the door.
Beautiful!!