HALF WAY LIFE
A POEM BY DR. RAM SHARMA , MEERUT, INDIA
This life
Half sweet, half sour
Sometimes soars high
Sometimes low without glow
Sometimes fragrance of laughter
Sometimes sighs and cries
Sometimes restless waiting
Sometimes musical meeting
Yes, sometimes life seems to soar high.... as when literally I was at 12,000 feet in the incredible majestic and imperial Himalayas.... absolutely breathtaking.... at a place I could only describe as Shangri-la of western myth..... Sri Badrinath Vishnaiva temple... in Uttarakhand, India... Land of Shiva... and my home of homes... my spiritual home... the place of my wildest dreams...
life could not soar higher than that...
namaskar friends<3
A POEM BY DR. RAM SHARMA , MEERUT, INDIA
This life
Half sweet, half sour
Sometimes soars high
Sometimes low without glow
Sometimes fragrance of laughter
Sometimes sighs and cries
Sometimes restless waiting
Sometimes musical meeting
Yes, sometimes life seems to soar high.... as when literally I was at 12,000 feet in the incredible majestic and imperial Himalayas.... absolutely breathtaking.... at a place I could only describe as Shangri-la of western myth..... Sri Badrinath Vishnaiva temple... in Uttarakhand, India... Land of Shiva... and my home of homes... my spiritual home... the place of my wildest dreams...
life could not soar higher than that...
namaskar friends<3