The Beauty of a Life Unmeasured

Perhaps, what we need at last,Is not the rush, nor running fast.Not the weight of dreams so tall,But simple joys, however small. A morning breeze, a quiet sigh,A hand to hold when tears run dry.A song that hums in drifting air,A moment’s peace, a silent prayer. Not every path must lead somewhere,Some roads just teach…

Perhaps, what we need at last,
Is not the rush, nor running fast.
Not the weight of dreams so tall,
But simple joys, however small.

A morning breeze, a quiet sigh,
A hand to hold when tears run dry.
A song that hums in drifting air,
A moment’s peace, a silent prayer.

Not every path must lead somewhere,
Some roads just teach us how to care.
Some losses shape, some scars remain,
Yet love still blooms beyond the pain.

Perhaps, what we need today,
Is less to chase, and more to stay.
To feel, to breathe, to laugh, to be—
A life unmeasured, wild, and free.

@nandasagec manisha nandan

………………………….. love, laugh and be healthy…………………….

Responses to “The Beauty of a Life Unmeasured”

  1. shivatje

    Beautiful
    Morning ☕️
    🙏🌹🙌🏻🌹

    Aum Shanti

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    1. nandasagec

      Morning 🙏

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  2. swadharma9

    wonderful post!!!👍🏼❤️

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    1. nandasagec

      Thank you 😊 🙏

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