The wind grows calming by the passing time,
Universe keeps whispering from day to night,
Every day and every night; i sprout a hope,
Every once in a while i let go of control,
I look at the stars and hum in plight,
I breathe and smile to beam the inner light,
But do i look back to regret for might ?
Yes, that too; i do sometimes,
I do wonder why i cried all night ?
When all i needed was my peace of mind,
But now i know i was always fine.
All i ever needed was the love of mine.