In The Palm Of Truth Poem by Ayni Poet

Two hands clap and the heartbeats
Of life vibrate forceful and frenetic,
We dance its tempo, its bodies,
Pulled through all extremes!

Familiar with sweet songs and sunny days,
With dust storms and bitter bites,
We tune easily to the sounds of rain
But run from the silence of the desert!

Noise covers one's real nature,
In thick clothes of energy but it's a sham,
Blissful are only those who contemplate
The sound of one hand clapping!