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Where…VIII

Where is
my goal, dear?
Where is
my soul, dear?
Where is
my foul, dear?

Where I fear not the
future but live in today.
Where strong is my voice
and conviction in my say.
Where I grow in mind
and spirit, day by day.

Where is
the Light, dear?
Where is
the Guide, dear?
Where is
the fight (against the lower self), dear?

Where my loneliness
is no more lonely.
Where my feelings
are striking and holy.
Where my heart grows
to embrace wholly.

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Born as a child of human... nourished intellect enough to juggle with words to create few copyright statements (though inspired :P)

8 thoughts on “Where…VIII

  1. we have to make our own path- no one can help show you that path, because you have to make it as per your personal requirements. try sincerely soon you will be walking on it.

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