And you’ll find me always
With wide open arms
Be it wrong or right
Just come back
For till we are
Giving feather to fume
Enlightening path unknown
Leading to splendid new horizons
Purifying you like gold, heated in fire.
Note : Inspired by Sonali Ray poem souls song. Often times a good understanding one turns even troubled times to bloom into flower at the end.
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