Destiny Holds…
On this treacherous road I am walking,
Unraveling the mysteries of this life…
In the cold and dead winter out of snow,
Trying hard to make a flower grow…
The wait seems to be way too long,
Holding hot sand in my tired hands…
The moon smiles looking at me everyday,
Seeing instead destiny holds me in the palm of her hand…
© 2012 Pimmi Nag
Filed under: Despair, Love, Nature, Passion, Relationships, Spiritual
