Revive

Let your conscience reach the ceilings of the sky and embrace silence

Decibels ever dwindling as you’re cuddling the mystic

Worried that you're dead, but wondering at the lights in front of you

At the end of those lights, is a flower that blossoms in the big Orange in Azure!

Will the flower germinate before it terminates?


Author’s note

Inspired from words of Swami Sivananda with A P J Abdul Kalam
Wings of Fire
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