| Wednesday, 02 June 2021 | Print
Girija Menon
26th May 2021
It’s there to do a job, water the plants criss-cross
However, a small glitch changes the equation
Few tiny holes….. needs immediate action
The pressure within helps the leak to turn forceful
Goodness wasted in a way awful
You and I are perfect garden pipes
Until the tiny gash becomes the reason to complicate ties
When the mind has a leak
It becomes vulnerable and weak
Flows out goodness and in seeps negative threads
Seal it before it gets too late….leaving you in shreds
The gardener will fix the pipe and this damage
Will you do the same and look for a healing bandage?
Posted 9:00 pm | Wednesday, 02 June 2021
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