It is so wonderful
to see the light
through the clouds
of storm.
In the chaos
of what to do,
to see a ray
of hope.
It is so wonderful.
What is that
I want to do,
is what I
have been asking.
What is that
which makes sense to me,
is what I
have been asking.
It is so wonderful
to get
the answer
in the mid of a night.
But not by a flash
or a thunder cloud
muttering the answer
from heaven unknown.
I saw it happen
every day
inside me
and outside.
It is so wonderful.
Was it writing
poem and prose?
Or was it writing
fundoo code?
Was it marrying
my Price Charm?
Or was it traveling
through the greens?
Was it sitting
in silence?
Or was it dancing
in the joy?
The answer
lied
far beneath
in my heart.
In the tears
that i shed
seeing the children
toil hard
every day
to earn the butter
and the bread.
Facing a world
so selfish
so ignorant
full of abuses
and stares,
right from
the womb
of a mother
either unfortunate
or dead.
It is so wonderful
to know
what makes sense
to me.
How I know
I don't know
but now I know
is what I know.
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