Someday
I will be through
With running false races,
And all the paraphernalia
That comes with it
through with pursuing 'good life'
The way others define it
When i will no longer blend, to confirm, to win
to stay ahead of the pack,
So that i remain in loops,
That day,
I will thank the sun
for its wondrous rises,
and its magnificent sets,
look at the roaring seas
and massive mountains with awe,
And.
The brilliance of the universe
Will stare me in my face,
beacon me, and share their secrets.
And then
from that day,
Living with gratitude
i will finally learn to love.
It has to happen,
Of that im sure,
Someday!
Author: Aneeta
