Lonely Thoughts – 74
Lonely Thoughts – 74
"Tomorrow's News"
Why chase the winds that haven't blown?
Why fear the seeds not yet sown?
Dreams unfold in their own way,
No one reads a future day.
Worries rise like morning mist,
Fade they must, they can’t persist.
Hope is born in present light,
Not in shadows out of sight.
Peace arrives when thoughts are still,
Not dragged by some distant will.
Live this breath, make it stay,
Leave unknowns for time to say.
GR kaviyoor
16 06 2025
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