I kept wondering why,
tightly shut with biting rust of time.
It was cold,
as cold as it could be,
a scary chill ran through me.
The ceiling was damp,
and time came to a still,
there at a distance was a locked window sill.
When I opened my eyes,
the dream passed away,
was it a dream or my inner state?
I filled my eyes with the ray that lit my room,
and allowed it to seep, deep within.
when I closed my eyes the very next day,
the doors were ajar,
and destiny lit my way.