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Guide of the journey - 1

It was a feeling...
Hoping for the best.
I was in the land of nightmares,
In search of  a silver lining.
Yeah ...
I don't the looser.
I discovered tiny dew drops there
waiting...
with lot of colours .
I enjoyed
and wrote a verse.


He smiled. ..
I smiled back.
He said,
" never cry.
 If you will cry,
 I will leave . "
I asked, how will I stop it!
He answerd,  " just remember me and feel my presence. "
I discovered the unending journey and the bliss with Him.
Yes
 from that day I'm happy
And always hope for the best.

By Sarojini Pattayat.04/06/2014

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