The wind-chimes sing to me the songs reminiscent of a future that I dreamt of long back;

They are reminders of where I’ve got to be;

I’m not close enough, but not too far!


The old familiar hymns are reviving like whirlwinds brewing up a storm.

I’m apprehensive of opening the gates to an ocean of emotions,

But what would I be without that spark in my aplomb!


Where at? Where to? both are mysteries that I have welcomed and will do so with open arms;

Where from? What for? I’ve never been sure,

Sometimes a conqueror, other times surrendering like a lazy wave receding after barely touching the shore;

but the heart wants what the heart wants!


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