We’ll Ruminate | Tshakti

We’ll Ruminate | Tshakti

Across the infinite galaxies and in zillions of stars,

From the big ball of fire or a small fly named fire,

You come from a place that’s not yours

You’re the cause a seed germinates,

And you cease, the idea of hope terminates

You shine the same, in a Castle or a Cabin

But they don’t care unless you reside in the lamp of Aladdin

You leave, they become ignorant

You remain, they become people of great intent 

But your job is done when they become indifferent

You brighten their world,

And disappear when the bodies turn cold,

But what they fail to learn is a lesson that can’t be told

For they who have no sight,

What’s morning and what’s night?

But they still wait to see you at the end of the tunnel

Across the infinite galaxies and in zillions of stars,

From the big ball of fire or a small fly named fire,

You come from a place that’s not yours,

But every place that you reach is all yours…


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