In the loneliest hours

In the loneliest hours, 

a littlest whiff of faith,

distinct, like a fragrant rose

and then in the onliest moments, 

love greets you. 

At the slightest hint

that you are willing 

to embrace it too. 

The loveliest part is that

in the time that follows, 

the jigsaw falls in place, 

in those exact, right positions, 

and everything, every single thing, 

it just becomes miraculously okay.

The bestest thing is the whole picture 

that emerges as a mosaic, 

a beautiful, magical patchwork.

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Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Gurgles of hope

Bottomless ravine. 

And gurgling within this gorge 

zeal to rise and shine. 

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Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Now you see us

Now you see us,

innocent dolls,

playing on swings,

breezy, blithe and buoyant.

And now you see us,

our satchels on our backs,

minds toying with

algebra, alchemy and archives.

You see us now, 

setting the worldstage on fire, 

skilled, sincere and striking,

determined darlings. 

And in a blink, 

you see us again, 

standing on the altar, 

blushing beautiful brides. 

And now you see us, 

managing the mènage,

the children, the husband and inlaws, 

efficient, effective efforts. 

Yeah! 

We grow up that fast. 

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha