The Star

by Jane Taylor

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky!

When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.

Then the traveler in the dark,
Thanks you for your tiny spark,
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.

In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye,
Till the sun is in the sky.

As your bright and tiny spark,
Lights the traveler in the dark,
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star...

Humans are of 3 types:

Ice, Water and Vapour.

Ice: These are most abundant. They have fixed, unshakable and borrowed beliefs. They have set boundaries for everything. They don't try to change anything for good or for worse.

Water: They 'understand' but don't 'follow'. They 'want' but can't 'achieve'. They 'are', and don't 'want to be'. They move, but not enough to be free.

Vapour: Free minds and souls... Few in number and remain unnoticed.

Dear friend...

Life is but a plane mirror,
it reflects all your thoughts.
& if you are feeling sad,
it will tighten all the knots.

Dwell in the depths of misery,
& it shall suck you in.
It will lock all the doors,
& it'll never let you win.

So cast away your sorrows,
and wash away all your tears,
a new day, a new hope arises,
to frighten all your fears.

Open your eyes anew,
and see the 'silver lining'
aim for the brightest star in the sky
and always keep trying... keep flying...

Black and White

Dull is the Sun that lingers without light,
Sullen is the moon without it shining bright.
What would be the sky without its million stars...?
Incomplete... as I am, without you in my heart...

Black and White...

I was all alone, as ever,

I was spinning my own wheel.

In the dark, deserted corner

where my wounds refused to heal...

But then, the universe conspired,

I’m sure that it did…

to fulfill my lone desire,

I thought, it would never heed.

In the depth of our hearts

A golden thread was spun.

The thread that bonds us together,

For together our souls now burn.

Together we will swim and fly

And together we will learn,

the reason of our existence,

the quest to conquer the Sun.

And if ever things go wrong

And the night obscures your sight.

By burning my own soul,

A new hope I promise to ignite.

I am the darkest black of your life

And you are the glimmering white

To you, I gift my pleasures

And to me, I’ll keep your strife...

I like ODDS that make me EVEN

Success has no address,
No landmark,
No calling card.
But the path is steep,
And some will take the elevator,
But I will take the stairs.
Some will get there faster,
But i will get there stronger.
And adversity will be my traveling companion.
Because when I'll get there,
and heave the bag of taunts
and insults I gathered along the way,
and scatter them to the birds...
I will miss them...
But I'll be lighter...
Yes...
That will be the day,
When I'll stand at the pinnacle,
And unclench my fist,
For there will be no more
odds to conquer...
Not even the mind...

I like odds, they help me get even...

Take time to listen to your heart when the answers do not come from the outside world. When solutions don't appear in physical world, go inside you and listen to your heart.
Then you will know, and suddenly the world would make sense.