We have been
threatened
Many times
but the winds
Which came to destroy us
Stopped by the wind chimes
They created a music
Soulful and new
We got opportunity
to our deep self to renew.
Many times we where
Cornered by the skyfall
But it vanished in some
Dark forest.
Created by fear Nothing more.
The fear of other to be sure.
The life in us
Grows again
And pulls us out
From every storm.
Until our believe.
In our eyes which can see
the Stars… grows
Which guides us
from the desert to
The sea.
We sons of deathless souls
will stand tall
And the storm will cease.
By Sameer Tembe
A multi-layered, impressionistic, and introspective literary work.