This site is as about the inspiration I get, as I am designed to get, where faith and conviction are my two flowers, which receive light when asked to God.
Having danced eighteen times,
He made his teacher bored.
His colleagues,
His friends
All went outdoors.
He called out to his parents,
And asked them to watch him perform.
They flatly refused,
For they had work to be done.
Having danced eighteen times,
And even more,
He finally grew tired.
He went home,
And took a fresh bath.
And slept for straight eighteen hours.
Adios!
N.B.- But he passed his dancing exams with flying colours.
Tim has bathed seven times.
He was perspiring and was covered in thick mud from head to toe.
Yet couldn’t stop playing football.
Then his mother got hold of him.
And made him take a bath.
She asked him to bath properly,
Till all the dirt went out from his body.
But he tried to cheat her,
And escaped from bathing,
But at last his dad came and he had to take seven baths,
To get rid of every dirt.
Now he is wary of playing football and of bathing!
Adios!
The words have a voice.
The words have a mind of their own.
The words can depict any situation.
The words can express any emotions.
Most emotions are covered in them.
But what is not covered is pure love.
There is where the words fall short.
Pure love is so rare,
That to truly express it,
Big and well known writers,
Have bathed seven times,
And have danced eighteen times.
Yet they couldn’t express it.
The words,
Are written so frequently,
That they often lose their meaning,
But time refreshes it.
That’s why “thy” becomes “you”.
“Thine” becomes “yours”.
The words.
Adios!
The most excellent seat,
Is reserved for my Baba,
Who is all merciful.
He is the father of all.
He is God Almighty,
He is the most excellent.
He is Sai Baba.
He is Meher Baba.
He is Parvardigar.
Adios!
What an excitement!
What happy news!
The days are golden.
Flowers are fresh and new.
The sun is glowing more brightly.
Like it always does.
The excitement is super,
Rushing in our bloods.
The park is evergreen.
What an excitement!
Can’t explain it.
It simply is.
What an excitement!
What a sight!
It’s all well.
It’s excellently well,
For it’s ours.
But what is it?
That is such an excitement?
A beautiful rose has grown in our garden,
And that it is our excitement.
In simplicity lies all happiness.
As in everything simple God exists and always will.
Adios!
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