It's been sometime since I last wrote. Rather last posted here.
Have been promising myself and some other friends that I would post asap. But that did not come to be.
So here's one that I wrote sometime in December.
To what place will you go, my love?
To which place will you flee?
To what land will you run to, my dear?
To go away and hide from me?
You may wrap yourself from the cold winter breeze,
Or hide yourself from the summer's heat.
You may shut your ears to every bird of spring,
But how can you not listen to your own heart beat?
You may lock every door and throw the keys.
Or walk away from every crowded street.
Tell me, my love, how can you possibly run away,
From the very shadow beneath your feet?
Don't think that I am far away my dear.
Think of me and I'm by your side.
Don't look for me in some distant land,
It is within you that I hide.
I am not the one you've heard, seen or met.
I do not play such a little part.
I am every loving feeling and thought you've had.
I am the Love in your heart.
