Tuesday, 9 February 2016

Work

The flesh gets up, move, run, play, sleep
The mind stirs not
The world gets up, move, run, play, sleep
The soul stirs not

The events move in circle
The mind laughs
The places keep on changing
The soul smiles on

When in doubt
Look inside
There are no windows to the soul
What are you searching for?
Who are you waiting for?
They all left
Time is up
Sleep