Is the green house
that holds my saplings.
Is the tree where
my smile nests are parked.
Is the shore where
destiny has moored my boats.
Is the cloud that
holds a million rainbows within.
The whisper that
has become my song.
The answer that
questions the mirages .
The karmic mirror that
reflects my salvation .
Astounding!... I love this line very much "The whisper that has become my song.".. Abhi