Just like each wrinkle speaks of the age I lived by Dark circles speak of the hours I have pondered over my botherations Just like the scar on the body, speaking of struggles and learning Yes, I can vanish it and make it all flawless But then I no longer
Surrounded by the chaos of the world, I have acquired the skill of finding a meaning in disorder Yeah, that’s very adaptable, but never enough Mind and heart get tired doing it all the time, and wonder If I can heal? I can heal, says the hopeful me But
Witnessing joy is blissful— The most amazing feeling one can have. Heart flutters, can’t stop smiling, Everything just feels good. But wait— That’s what I’ve heard about joy. I’ve never felt it that way. My mind isn’t trained to handle joy; All I know is
This is Nurturing Self, a brand new site by Vandana Choudhary that's just getting started. Things will be up and running here shortly, but you can subscribe in the meantime if you'd like to stay up to date and receive emails when new content is published!