Giants are always intimidating,
For they look down on you,
They speak size and muscles.
Then how do you conquer giants?
Speak purpose, content and functions.
You may not bring down the giants,
But you make yourself unbeatable.
Saturday morning sunshine peeps through the rows of guardian trees,
Smiling gently at you,
And assures you about great things that are coming to pass.
You ask yourself about the path you’re walking through;
Why is it hidden among the guardian trees?
How would anyone see the path?
Who would walk the path?
The sun replies quietly, “It’s not your call to think about it”
Yes, listen to the sun.
Oh how I miss December,
When the warmth of love radiates my universe,
As the little lights shine through the entire house.
The heart jumps up the moment I greet each morning,
As if surprises await around the corner,
Waiting for me to chant my wish verse.
The joy causes my life to arouse,
In the festive days like Spring.
Eyeing yourself brings you to amazing worlds.
You find places which you dare not see;
Dreams like tales as old as time,
Hidden in the depths of heart.
You meet personage whom you haven’t seen;
The one with strength and courage like a flame,
Hidden in the cave of fear.
Eyeing yourself brings you to the real you.