The wonderful gift of colours from the Universe
Obsessed with only white
Made me feel always right
In it felt i had everything
And aspired for nothing
Was in a perfect rhyme in life
As is the calmness on the water surface after strife
That’s when I came across this flock
Where ticking was forgotten by the clock
Pushing me into the streams of thoughts myriad
In which I rolled and bathed like a new bride
At times felt like a lost child crying in the blowing wind
Yet the warmth of mothers assurance did i feel in the grind
Then did i see in the light
After I gave up to fight
In me is the creative prism
Displaying a rainbow in union admist the schism
Came forth then my life song
Gently floating in love and compassion I belong
By the side of the fountain of creation
I now sing everyday in appreciation
The wonderful gift of colours
The universe gave to me as a bouquet of flowers
I got this inspiration after the Unconference at BIR (Foot of Himayas)on April 4th 2011.The magic of that event lives on
Kishor Jagirdar (C) 2011 All rights reserved.
