SHANTANU'S HOUSE....

His house is small
but the dreams...
the aspirations
the thoughts
the ideas
that live within
give the impression
of vast expanse
of lovely meadows........
I rest my eyes upon.....!

The house has strong walls,
but
the strength
is not of concrete
or brick or
Pillars of Iron
it may rest upon
but
on bonds of joy , happiness
and love
they share....

The Sun does creep up
on the walls
peeps through the windows
rests on the window sill
but the warmth
in the house
comes from
within
their hearts....

The music in the house
that captivates me
so often...
is not
from the CDs
they play,
but from the backdrop
of the love
and harmony
they share
that makes us sway.....

The house
I must admit
is very small
But their hearts are so big
and yet
their joy
always shall overflow

If ever
I have to gift a house
to my friends
I pray to God
let their Homes be so....

~Mukul~

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