Soul Thermostat..
Day before yesterday, a taxi,
Yesterday, a bus,
Today, a train—
Changing wheels,
Changing faces,
Changing worlds…
Yet you remain with me.
You make me glow in darkness,
Alone yet never lonely in the crowd,
Wrapped in warmth when the cold bites,
Cool and steady in burning moments,
You gift me laughter in my hardest hours—
Like the body has its thermostat,
My soul has found one in you.
Whatever stirs my heart into poetry,
It always finds its way back to you.
And I wish my life, too,
Would always end
Where you are.
— VB
8:43 PM, On a train to Chennai.
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