I love miracles. Not the one which enables you to levitate yourself but the one which makes you feel comfortable! I love miracles, if that can keep my energy in a normal level and excitement in a flat tone. I never found that!
My eyes were closed. I can imagine the purpose of hiding from everyone like an ostrich which buries its head and feels the pleasure .I want a miracle like that, away from danger, hiding my head!
And the sky gazes upon the earth like gods wonder
My heart is sad for it knows not from where comes its call. (Tagore)
Sleep sometimes gave me pleasure. Being away from any obstacle , fearless, that stemmed from the lack of consciousness. I was longing for that answer, what keeps you fearless like a kite controlled by someone else but still wants to fly like a free bird. My mind is still hoping for something which can help me to keep my consciousness away.
I have wandered in pursuit of voices that drew me yet led me nowhere……
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