every night
i curl into my original posture
and in the curvature
the seeds i've sown
much before i breathed
on this earth begin to
bloom into dreams...
yes, each morning
i wake up with a new dream
giving me a new direction...
23mar2010
11.09hrs
the seeds i've sown much before i breathed on this earth begin to bloom into dreams... i liked these lines very much. it is a philosophy which leads you to think of your presence even when you were born on the face of the earth! ! will u be present even after your death? ? ? ? ? nice thoughts. thank u for this. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great message of Gita beautifully and succinctly penned.