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Words For Everyone

By Srujana Pokala

Somewhere, a voice calls, in the depths of my heart,
May I always be dreaming, the dreams that move my heart.
So many tears, of sadness, uncountable through and through
I know on the other side of them, I‘ll find you.

Every time we fall down to the ground, 
we look up to the blue sky above,
We wake to its blueness, as for the first time
Though the road is long and lonely and the end far
away, out of sight.
I can with these two arms embrace the light
As I bid farewell, my heart stops it tenderness I feel
My silent empty body begins to listen to what is real
The wonder of living the wonder of dying
The wind, town and flowers we all dance one unity.

Somewhere, a voice calls, in the depths of my heart
Keep dreaming your dreams don’t ever let them part
Why speak of all your sadness or life’s painful woes
Instead let the same lips sing a gentle song for you
The whispering voice, we never want to forget, 
in each passing memory,
always there to guide you.

When a mirror has been broken, shattered pieces
scattered on the ground
Glimpses of new life, reflected all around
Window of beginning, stillness, new light of the dawn
Let my silent empty body be filled and reborn
No need to search outside, nor sail across the sea
Cause here shining inside me, it’s right here inside me
I’ve found a brightness, it’s always with me.


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