Bought a pen, got a page and met a stage
Clouds of our memories formed and my soul smiled before ink could wet the page
It is an odd norm that whenever my soul smiles
I put a full stop and nothing I write afterwards
I had thought of creating a path to my soul by writing about you for you
The page that had only a full stop on it was confusing too
As I sat there, sense arrived
“Do not despair, ” he said
Words exist in the beginning, actions in between and memories at the end
The full stop is God who is everywhere the beginning, throughout life and beyond
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem with good message..where there is beginning there is end too..Good thoughts.