Finding Comfort

Wherever the soul has been True nature always beckons a traveller In between the lost labyrinths A child wishes to return With silence, claim the answers Carelessly left behind Verdant landscapes Mistakenly folded and kept aside Exposing the unruly paths Erroneously termed autonomy A winding journey Knotted with delirious thoughts Braided, it sits clumsily On a frenetic mind A coronation too burdensome Time brings realisation … Continue reading Finding Comfort