As I am returning from work,
I saw the sky on the journey
And in it, the orange sun, which appeared
As if it was rising.
As I am returning from work,
I saw the sky on the journey
And in it, the orange sun, which appeared
As if it was rising.
I prefer to live my life more in imagination
Where I can keep off any and all of the burden
Of the worldly interference and any expectation;
Where I connect with my tribe thriving in a higher dimension.
Why am I not getting any clarity?
I am so confused with what’s the reality.
Is it the situations or the people around me?
Am I being toxic to the ones surrounding me?
Why can I not live void of burdens?
Why can people not be trusted?
Since when have things become so worse
That the dreams bring out my tears?
For the first time ever did I feel thrilled instead of afraid when the tires of the plane had no base beneath it. There is still a little bit of fear lurking within my heart but today, when I saw beneath and saw the tiny ground appearing as a map below as I am onboard, I felt like it’s familiar. It’s familiar because my spiritual journey has brought that growth.