Transparency...
Transparency...
Dear diary,
I looked through the glass
The fishes were swimming here and there,
Black, white, orange and red,
Colors colored my soul.
Lockdown led to perceive the usual things
In a different way;
Fishes were there a few years back,
But, colored my soul today.
Through the transparent glass
Saw the beauty of their moving;
Taught me to be transparent in heart
To diffuse the faithfulness.
Let your love to be transparent
Then you can win life;
Am I right, dear diary?
Yes, we can win life.
Learned to look at life differently;
To be faithful and trustful
To win the life with transparency,
With new lesson, bidding bye dear diary.