The more I write.
The more I want to.
It reminds me of how
When two friends meet after a long time
Even though both have changed and grown
The warmth of each other’s embrace still feels the same.
It reminds me of how
A musician plays her strings even when her fingers are cut and bleeding, because her music speaks for her.
It reminds me of how
A dancer twirls and jumps until his feet can no longer carry his weight, because his dance tells his story.
The more I write.
The more it fulfills me.
It reminds me of how
The sages speak of a state of peace.
Where nothing more is needed.
Because there is contentment.
– Tavleen
