Above the clouds…
I heard it
in my sleep
calling me softly
it was
my mother
speaking from her grave
my son !
there is no heaven
above the clouds.
WHAT !
yes, heaven is in your heart.
( words : Don Mettera )
Spreading itself
over mountain tops…..
Promting us to travel beyond limits….
Two Hearts…
Two Hearts, in their own
world, Beating for each other,
with great reverence. !
~~ Aakruti
The birds around me……
Their thoughts I cannot measure……
But the least motion which they made
It seemed a thrill of pleasure…..
~~( william Wordsworth )