For Our Highest Good!

Sprinklings of Sun... On Shadowy-dark; That's how Coco leaves... His imprints on my heart! . Some words are born kissed from the light of Sun. These benches in the park, have many a stories to tell, for they alone have been a witness to many a breaths. Yet! What if one fine day, all of your identities that define you to the world are taken. Then would you still exist in its eyes. Identities based on ones work, relations, health, when are all taken. Then how would you define yourself? . I've seen waters of life washing it all out from me and yet! Still as these benches you breathe, there is something immensely powerful dwelling in each. Laying the path, guiding us all along. Even when all of your identities are taken, it sings. The only thing you need is the courage to listen. For the path has already been laid. Time as defined by world is then swallowed in the timelessness of ones Soul. If not for the Silence of pain that I lived long, before Cocos coming, I wouldn't have cherished this light of Sun that he everyday brings . There's immense power in Nothingness, and the light is only valued in terms of darkness, Everything is always working for our highest good . Copyright: Meghna/2018