Breathing once more in the fresh wind

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Things have started to seem so different
situations that I once labeled as impossible
moments where I thought that life has given a final verdict
and times when I regretted to be in certain frame of events
today I just come to see myself in a new way with you
happy enough to learn about the happiness in achieving small things
keeping small memories to cherish and small laughter to bring both of us closer
living the essence of life in night long chats
flying high in dreams, making never ending stories
being today here with you I realize
nothing could have been achieved by having a head in the sky
nothing could have been made by wishing for the sand of the moon
nothing could have been meaningful by having wishes to reach the seventh planet
all what lies in knowing yourself and people around you
is as great as a comforting laughter in times of sorrow
is as beautiful as reflection of the rainbow over the sea
never thought that I would feel alive like that again
enjoy singing songs of joy in the morning rain
Breathing once more in the fresh wind

Time is a bridge that holds past and future at it’s two ends
while itself being just as true as a shining moment of present
misunderstandings and hatred, egoistic and selfish attitudes
don’t help to make you reach to any high mountain
but love,peace of mind and determination to carry on till the last moment
it’s a blessing to have a small bed and sleep peacefully
than to have a big bed but sleepless nights accompanied by tears and guilt
letting go of things I never wanted to lose is
like freeing your life from the un due weight over our shoulders
smiling at each other and praying together
being today here with you I realize
nothing could be ever self satisfying than the smile of a best friend
nothing could be so much great than to recall times when you were just yourself
nothing could be as much pure as a drop of morning rain falling onto your face
never thought that I would feel alive like that again
enjoy singing songs of joy in the morning rain
Breathing once more in the fresh wind

Written by Muhammad Wasif Haq (2007)
Islamabad, Pakistan
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