It is not darknesse’s fate to melancholy hold In its bosom, and cries of an unfulfilled world Tired souls can shake off a tiring feeling Such an hour need not be full of mournful wishes Consciousness can awaken with positive omen Bidding adieu to tales of unworthy storytellers Choosing to be silent and a universal dweller Anguishes can lessen the sanctity of time Oh! This … Continue reading Where We Dwell