life is not rules but things changing.
Moving about us here and there
as does the wind going to and fro.
We are blinded by our own sight
so bright it keeps us in darkness.
We have yet to hear because
we tell ourselves not to listen.
Few will know what they’ve missed
as they follow along blindly as sheep.
Break away from their tight grip
to find that, which was never hidden.
I have to thank
Nilanjana Bose28 May 2015 at 11
For being my muse a reply to her blog
