The first time, for asking something…
You gave everything; without being asked
Just like an egg….sufficient with what it needs…
You showered though I had no capacity to contain…..
You poured though I had no will to contain…..
But I flowered….With what ever percolated……
I have heard…more grass,more water….
more water,more grass…….
The grass is growing….along with the bushes….
Bushes of ego…..bushes of lust…..
When I cut bushes,cut is the grass….
I know, I love the bushes…..So I cry…..
Why should I love them? though they are the reason..
reason for everything….
You gave everything….but today I accept…..
I lack something….The fire…..
I am cold….just like a furnace….which never burnt….
Today I ask for something……
Something which I dont want….but what I badly need…..
Give me some Fire…..
Give me some Fire….
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