Seven Line of My Way
Seven Lines Of My Way
Way is there to walk and run
Millions are walking and
Trillions are running behind a printed paper
Runners are sleeping in a side and
Walkers are sitting in another side
I am just standing as a lonely pole
Cause I am neither runner nor walker
Many lines are before me to guide in their way
Among these lines
I am behind my seven lines
Which pave a way to His holy nest
White comes from its purity
Red takes me in to it’s courage
Blue shows me a side of romance
Green flourishes me in prosperity
Yellow gives it’s patience
Violet breeds me in its tolerance and
Orange preaches me to sacrifice
All the seven end in black and
Provides a place to my eternal sleep
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