With eyes closed & an open heart Observing every passing thought
With dispassion No dissection No judgments passed
Just watching the drama Is a simple joy Than getting entangled And ending up in knots
Your grace...your blessings Will see me through, I guess Through the cliched weariness & mundane thoughts
Overwhelmed by manipulations at play I sometimes feel like running away But the closure of the eyes Makes me realize That you're everywhere ... Hence there's more inward-running to do Than any attempts of running away...