Those letters which were
Faintly visible
For the sake not to be read
But for the one
Who should read it
It was faintly visible
And for me
It was visible
But I could not
And those are the mysterious words
To be read
Like the treasure of a life
Like the pleasure of a knife
For a cutFor the nut
It was faintly visible
Not more than that was visible
Even in the crucible
But it should be read
For the life to be lead
In the dark
They are the spark
My desert which is always green 
Posted by VARUNDEEP on July 27, 2007 at 10:10 am
Your spark of vision towards the world is increasing day by day.
keep it up
MAY GOD BLESS YOU
Posted by allirekha on August 1, 2007 at 1:21 pm
im blessed with the young philosopher’s comment 🙂
n thanx for ur comment