Like a whirlwind it comes,
Slowly and gently it shakes me,lifts me
And lo and behold!!
I am at the top
I am at the centre
The breeze caressing my face
Soothening and opening the knots
Of hidden passion
Of fear and insecurity
I can't see the world around me
It is swishing around in a cyclone
But at this precise moment, this small place at the centre
I am in a different world at peace with myself..
Not judging anything.. not being judged
I can hear a soft hum-no tune ,no lyric
Just a soft melody
I am lost in it...
It is overpowering my thoughts
Suddenly the cyclone slows down
Shrinks... and shrinks more and finally disappears..
Leaving me standing in the deserted road,for a moment making me feel empty from within
I look around and see the world around me,the trees,the people,the colours,the emotions..
I walk towards them...
Feel them freshly for some time and gradually get accustomed to the routine I.e. LIFE