Freeing the heart of its surrounded jail
We’ve tried our best to hold back the wails
The cries of hope, the cries of pain
The walls erected in griefs name
Yet walls and grief and hearts denied
Cannot Fully, come alive
The heart in resonance to all of you
Feeds the flow of life renewed
Hearts that continue to feed those breaks
Without dropping down those walls of hate
Walls of discomfort, walls controlling life
Through your veins, the breath of life
Cannot thrive and feel the boost
Of a heart no longer
In a hanging noose!
A heart derived as loving care
Sits in gratitude and a humble chair
Never squeezed so tight, it cannot flow
Never held in angst or dreams of woe
A heart that’s opened will always know
That all those streams, it has to flow
In repair, one can never ever
No longer care for the heart
That’s weathered!
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Free from all thought of “I” and “mine”, that man finds utter peace. ~Bhagavad Gita
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