You seek it in people,
You look for it in skies.
Your wait for a saviour,
Has no end in sight.
Wasn’t it people who took your peace away? Wasn’t it nature that covered an ugly realm with beauty?
You look for consolation, pieces of advice & gratitude in others only because they’ve lived longer than you’ve, seen much more than you’ve.
The solace you seek comes from admiring changing hues of the sky. So, why don’t you change?
Bloom into a saviour, quit waiting for one. Mend yourself through self-love & past experiences. Take control of skies that dwell within you. Give them a chance to show their true colors.
Be the saviour you seek,
In every nook & corner.
You are all you need,
A constant gardener