When i lose myself into my thoughts.. my little world.. where everything just suddenly makes sense.. I feel like the words in my head are like a river.. flowing slow at times.. fast now n then.. jumping around.. lazily gazing up at the sky.. taking along with it all that comes it's way.. slowly leaving behind some of those at a later point.
and sometimes when i cant understand the flow.. when there is too much struggle within me to make some sense.. i picture myself getting out of the river .. and walking next to it... seeing my thoughts from a distance.. wonder why they pick up some and leave some behind..
and these are the times i get my answers..
for these are the times that the river looks back at me.
.. just a little bit of me.. in search.
Beautifully expressed & so profound Remz ... sending your way happy & positive thoughts & lots of love. Tk good care...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful - Remya dear the River never looks back - it flows and flows - new pastures, new destinations with the ultimate desire to dissolve in the womb of sea... The only way to turn back is reincarnate, evaporate, become the clouds and hope to rain in the same starting point!!!
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