Being A 12th Man In The ...

Being a 12th man in the cricket match, serving water to the batsman and actually going to the pitch to bat, both are total different scenarios. I understood by being part of this amazing soulful roller-coaster ride called retreat. Sharing an instant poem sprang as a reflection on the third day i left the moved by love family from Retreat. it moved my heart, it moved my soul, Retreat made me meet friends i never met before. Rain of love showered on me, flowers of kindness blossomed all around, Felt home away from home, Heart was delighted by this merry go round. soul was being Purified doing three steps and a bow, end up realizing why we all are one and how. it moved my heart, it moved my soul, Retreat made me meet friends i never met before. Deep gratitude. Peace. Joy. Happiness. Stories. :)