Your Life....

Your Life is like a garden of desires

While Love is its most beautiful flower

Though lashed with gales of emotions

It’s always ready to rise in the morning

It will travel to the heart’s light

In the garden of desires weeds grow

Insidiously among the rest of the harvest

Cleverly block the way to gratitude

With Your hands sensitivity reject their efforts

So the nice scent of blossom reaches Your nostrils

In the garden of desires a current of life flows

Its streams rise after the storms

What’s unnecessary then drifts away

When You’re thirsty – it brings rejuvenating water

Don’t dam up your mind – let it flow wisely