Noise of their opinions,
Day and night soaked in dilirum,
Duality of chaos and clarity,
Mired with motley of ideologies,
Do we think about consciousness and purity?
Where is the protective shield?
That keeps you away from darker realms and fields..
From unseen dangers, mishaps, calamities,
Do your thoughts bequest you with divine grace?
The sacred talisman, invisible armour,
Protecting you every second, every hour,
From thoughts that leads you to the Neverland,
Surrounded with lure of siren songs,
Times a quicksand, times a quicksand,
Life saved just in time, you sing along,
Through long journeys and short errands,
Your good thoughts, your pure intentions,
Your protective talisman,
The universe gifts you with every precarious occassions,
When you feel nobody is listening,
But keep your conscious united,
Like a good omen, a protective spell,
The universe comes to you and tells,
It’s your protective talisman
