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Final Ride…

Like a wandering cloud,
I was lost to find my way.
The strong wind kept pushing me,
From one place to another.
I was wounded and lost,
Wanted to see my dreams come true.
Never giving my hopes,
I kept on walking without looking on the sides…
I was alone on the road and no one followed me,
Suddenly a hand from the clouds extended to me.
Make me sit with him on a white horse,
Still wondering if I should continue with him.
Perplexed, lost and confused in mind,
Passed all the road signs telling me to trust him,
Have faith in Him when He opens the door to you…


© 2012 Pimmi Nag