LOVE SANS BORDERS

What use is a castle?
If I was to live there all alone,
Give me a hut,
Made of mud,
And someone to call my own.

Decorate the walls,
With finger paints, and,
Heart prints on every floor.
Sweet puffs of air, in windows,
And wind chimes on the door.

No fence surrounds,
This hut of mine,
It's the garden of my soul.
Love is welcome to arrive,
And free, when it wants to go.

The guiding principles to come back home,
Are written on your heart.
Follow the footprints on the floor,
And the wind chimes,
To the door.

~Sujata~

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