Monday, April 2, 2012

Not worth the fear.

One raindrop, disowned by a cloud
falls down, fears its end
Little does it know, its destiny -
lies in being passed, onto another cloud
only to be disowned, and yet again.

Such is life. There is no single abode, no single source, no single means. Everything is in plenty, for everyone. Every abode, is however as beautiful and as intriguing as a cloud.



Anonymous said...

Remember, it is the raindrops which makes up something which you call your abode.
Which means you are your own abode.
Remember that Gargs!
Lovely lines as usual

sumanth.puram said...

Well Said.. Who is this Anonymous ?

Anonymous said...

@Sumanth. Just a fan of her.