spiritual seeker Poems

Freedom in life,
Able to run freely in an open field,
To lie on the soft green grass,
And lazily watch the clouds passing by.
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I was lost, You guided me,
I was lonely, You listened to me,
I was sad and crying, You comforted and give hope to me,
I was in total darkness, You give light for me to see,
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Two old ladies sat begging,
Smiling broadly as they saw me,
Immediately asked where I was the last three weeks?
I am on holiday, back to my country…
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Just before dusk,
We stopped in a poor neighbourhood to rest,
Curious kids and elders came asking,
‘'Come sir into our house''…
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Do you know what unselfish life is?
My sickly old tree,
was flowering in full bloom..
For birds and bees,
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At dusk, sitting on the side of a crowded street,
a poor thin old man was selling,
a few yellowed dirty cauliflowers.
People were on the hurry home.
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It is easier to write and be unknown,
Little to worry and let my ideas be shown,
As free as the birds could have flown,
Or like fishes swimming in the deepest ocean known.
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Stop crying my child,
Wipe your tears dry,
You need to be strong,
To face the hurdles of this world.
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