Kids saw me in the meander,
in the search for some splendor,
I said I surrender help me out of this meander please,
Kids laugh, with Bright eyes they said look around,
you are at the exit of your own meander, your maze,
the path ahead is straight with no turn, no twist
But…
remember you just need to be in your vital formation,
no tangles, no angles
just you, with no seasoning and no reasoning
the kids disappeared,
and I found a new way,
out of the maze,
with no angles, no tangles,
no vogue or no craze
neither seasoning nor reasoning
Sometimes we just get stuck in our meander, thinking no way out of our sorrow, stress, and grief. The moment we surrender to HIM and we become just witness to our surounding, all the tangles are gone!
FeelPurple 
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