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| Pic taken during my visit at Art of Living Asharam in Banagalore last year during Summer Magic |
Everything has an end they say,
like the once green leaves,
shed away when Autumn approaches.
The ignited candle extinguishes,
when the wick of the wax ends.
When we started our journey together,
the thought of being away from you
would shake me up all the way
from the roots of existence.
Now that the time is passing by,
from few hours the distance has
lasted to many days and weeks now.
Cant believe for the one who
was like my shadow once is
now like the dried leaves on
the road which keeps blowing
away as the wind approaches.
