Image from Seema Pillay
“There is something comforting about the billion stars held together steady by the one who knows what he is doing”
– Anonymous
She wants to walk on that path with him
She wants to feel the calms of that river
He wants to break those rules for her
He wants to make her feel like a feather
She wants to be like a branch of that tree
That will some day curl and meet him somewhere
But they walk like edges of the path…
That are never destined to meet anywhere
They accepted the destiny with a smile
They sure are not the rarest of the rare
With a promise to look back after every mile
They carried with their journey and accepted the dare.
Miles to go Before I sleep 