-Tahia Tabassum
You were in a chronic,
Living this life is not ironic.
Jump a step and see,
We all have to be like bee.
You were in a chronic,
Living this life is not ironic.
Jump a step and see,
We all have to be like bee.
Too much sensitivity around,
The habitation is not the ground.
The secret energy is there to fly,
Unseen vibration to live like sly.
No botheration about other’s doing,
Rigid to be laborious becoming.
Busy to go toward its own goal
To fill the hive and to fill the bowl.
You have to learn from it,
Honey is not the only to drink.
Life is a marvelous gift,
You have to be ready for the shift.
