Transecting deep into the recesses,
Stumbling upon a place – ever so familiar
Which once the mind and soul
Felt to be, Lost to the ages
A glimmering glimpse of yesteryear
Or even tomorrow
But the blowing tides
They eventually brought it back within
Renewing a sense of familiarity
The distant taste with slight hints
Of yesterday’s rumblings
Now beckoning with a new perspective
The heart with it’s stern knowing
A wise Keeper,
Secrets of the times
And flowing forward with confidence
Hope abounding, free flowing
Those magical mysteries, lighting up our souls
A Blessing Bestowed.
© Sima Pendharkar March 2015