What could you let go of, for the sake of harmony?
The need to win each fleeting fight,
The urge to always prove I’m right.
The weight of pride, the stubborn thread,
To let soft silence speak instead.
What could you let go of, for the sake of harmony?
The need to win each fleeting fight,
The urge to always prove I’m right.
The weight of pride, the stubborn thread,
To let soft silence speak instead.

Synthesising melodious symphonies happens easy to a bamboo, it’s hollow though,
I wonder why humans always carry their weight too and fro.
If keeping your head in the centre n not too weighed up makes you succeed,
Then isn’t it easy to stay humble, and cheerful as you gracefully lead.
Animals, birds and plants must be contemplating each n every day,
If evolution means so much of misery and pride may it never come our way.
Simi

“The nature says it all, stay gracious while you stand tall.
Have no pride, no ego, no reason for disputes,
You are marvelously blessed creations, rest everything you confute.”
Simi