He hid his soul in a lazaret,
Stashed away from anyone’s reach,
And waited for that one person,
Who could dare to find him and breach.
He was a lone ranger,
Often remained in solitude,
He was never social and he seldom spoke,
People thought he had issues with his attitude.
And like a nomad,
He traveled from place to place,
Often restless and fidget,
Searching his serene space.
In that never ending quandary,
Few decades gradually passed by,
And he finally realize,
Soul couldn’t be hidden away,
Nor can be caged and set aside.
Calmness then found him,
And he was at ease,
He no longer wasted time,
Trying to find the one,
That could give him peace.
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
Confab With Me 
Yes we all do find something to look forward some find love some peace
True my friend. Words of wisdom. Thanks for reading
So divine and soulful, calmness then found him, he was at peace. So profound and true!
Thanks so much, Tanya.
my pleasure
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Sooo much beautiful
Thanks so much for reading
….hmmmm
Haha. How are u feeling now
Good ya. Thank you🙏wbu?
Can’t complain. 😊😊
Aaah…I need to think 🙄
Lol
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Well written as always. Blessings!
Thanks so much for reading
Anytime Shan!
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