Walk into my shoes and you will never be the same.
put your feet in my path and you will move to a new way,
walk a little bit, I am sure you will never turn your back.
That is my way, where thorns are smoother than flowers,
My way is different because I choose it to dwell in happiness.
Every breath I am breathing is deep here...and every thought touches new heights...
Its not heaven, , , Its just my way...same like yours.
but so different....
I wonder how did I come here...it just a gift or I grew up in that way..
I delve in my subconscious and find a spark, , ,
which I never had before....
A spark which made me a person who can spread smile, , ,
A person who can help others...A person who know that we are here to become happy...
A person who can see his parts in everyone....
A person who steps in the shoes of happiness...
by leaving the thoughts of unhappiness behind...
and wonder the transformation was very easy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Gaurav, Nice poem to read. thanks.