Posted in Present World

Roots

Uprooted are those beliefs of brotherhood, love and peace,

The countries now fight for not just land.

Each one has his own God, and own religion,

No one, not even brothers go hand in hand.

The doorway to heaven they all want to explore,

On the mother earth, they don’t wish to live

The desires now have priorities, not requirements,

Not a moment to introspection they want to give.

Simi

Through the lens of Jayati

Posted in a special bond, nature

Anchored

“The marvel of nature, as i witnessed this morning, was a sight to adore,

The root was strong, the new fibers delicately intertwined around its sculpture, it wore.

This inextricable blending is possible only if the root has abyssal depths with affection, poised and pure,

‘Cause the young don’t need anything in the world, still solely powerful love can ground them for sure.”

Simi