Howsoever far soars the bird

It has to return to its nest in time…

Like a wandering nomad roams through

Yet tents in places at a specific time…

As a traveler,

the soul voyages on earth

before its assimilation with divine…

When the azure turns dark

and the leaves shrivel in autumn time

Or the flowers which bloom in spring

and seasons change

The moment of realization is predestined.



6 thoughts on “Time

  1. Yoshiko February 22, 2015 / 11:08 am

    Yea 🙂 there is always moments of awakening

  2. soumyav February 22, 2015 / 11:18 am

    True Yoshiko! Thanks for sharing ur thought as well

  3. globalunison February 22, 2015 / 11:36 am

    Beautiful. Thank you for sharing.

    Kind Regards,

    • soumyav February 27, 2015 / 4:34 pm

      Most welcome Naima .

    • soumyav February 27, 2015 / 4:35 pm

      Thanks a lot Vishal .

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