Just like fragments of life
torn in between. The moments so
small,so tangible too small to fit inside.
Blessed to have this moment for that is all I have.
Thoughts better off kept rested
instead of raging inside my mind.
Love is the only thing I am certain of,
only thing that is constant(but still changing)in this life,
It grows like the breathe of fresh air,
It sits inside every moment
slowly,softly tucked inside
Moving like the wind
torrential like the last storm
But calm like a wave from the blue sea,
sweetly brought back inside.