Dust

From dust we come and unto dust we go. In the process we gather a few grains of sand which become one among the infinity on the sands of time . Then why get possessed by our “so called possessions”. “My dear Guru please give this soul to realize how futile is this Maya of belongings”. I wrote while listening to a music concert. Music is soulful, divine , blissful and lights the flame of wisdom in the soul.