On Visiting Shiridi...

what binds me to them is the same faith we share as the winding human length moves and comes abruptly to a halt we all wait with the same thought in mind though routine matters fill the space, the focus would never shift from mind and o, what relief for a wink when one stands in the presincts of his presence he sits there absorbing all that nth part of blink is the time we leave behind our acquired self to stand there in his presence as we are let sanity prevail in this world of ours fast bordering on insanity let there be tolerance let there be love as my lips mumbled i was pushed into the outside world... 06jun2010 17.59hrs