Rest Poem by Jasjiv Singh

Down the heart goes down the spiral
the spinning makes the blood boil
deep in the darkness is the mystical
feeling of oneness with the soil

This earth makes you calm, feel serene
away from the light which scared
and which made you lose the sheen
from the face where innocence reared

The world now you have left behind
in the arms of your mother you rest
take this time to be with your kind
because this, final stage of your long quest.