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- megloke76
- Jan 9, 2022
- 1 min read

In the Devotion of your heart
Rest Now…
Rest my child in the arms of life…
Let Their minds sink in their
“Own-conditionings”
While you Listen to the songs;
That for you, Each day, I’ve come to sing
Till every note of my sweet music
Shall pour into thy fatigued muscles & dying-nerves…
In each Sinew of Thy Wings,
That’s unable to flutter
For even while a Willow tree weeps;
Yet in the Fullness of it’s Love it gives
While Suspended in time
Thy wings may seem fragile
Yet A Heart that’s Swallowed its minds
Is Verily A Gift;
Where Spring Blossoms As Life!
Sometimes to Find Oneself, One has to Loose Oneself.
Space is a beautiful gift, When Silence makes you Aware Of Beloveds Presence as Nothing But Ones Heart, Then that Awareness makes you see the futility of Conversations, where once you would’ve easily bought others vain thoughts, Now become Aware that identifying yourself with those weaklings no longer serves.
So let there be Space between your heart & mind, between Relations that in their Questionings- Bind.
For if pain has suspended your life
Then Flutter your wings, on winds of storms,
& Learn to Glide in a heart that knows No Questioning
Swallow your mind in heart, Maybe then we can Begin to Converse
©️ Meghna/2022




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