... and Love

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What is it that propels
The boat to chart the waves?
And bobbing, leave the jetty...

Submitted: October 22, 2011

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Somewhere in the early morning jogging sessions

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In the air- tossed toasts;

 

 

 

 

 

In the soap-covered-no-water bath;

 

 

 

 

In catching 'that' metro

 

 

 

In meeting 'that' person...

 

 

Somewhere in the middle of everyday...

 

 

In the snugly corners of a winter night...

And breezy noontime hugs

In running barefoot on tender wet spikes

And weeping over a bird song...

 

What is it that propels 

The boat to chart the waves?

And bobbing, leave the jetty...

What is it that leads the way

Through crowded lanes and murky turns?

Day after day, moment by moment...

Tired, bruised, down

What is it that pulls the strings

To return once more and start again?

 

Faith, Hope , And Love

And then some more..


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