I could hear the steps,
Behind the walls,
Is he close or away
From where I stand.

Dark night whispers
Behind the white tent.
Don’t miss the morning star,
Make a right choice,
When there is still time.

Tomorrow
Never guarantee us
A smile,
What is here,
Right now,
Is the happiness
happening
To us.

Keep silent,
Listen to what
God
says,
“There are no better shoes,
Than going barefoot.”

© Serena Devi, January 2011

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