There are things
said
,
and there are things
unsaid
.

And in between lies
walls
.

Walls of wonder.
Walls of doubts.
Walls of ego.
Walls of beliefs.
And
sometimes there are no walls
just illusions of walls.

These walls,
although strong
don't have a foundation.

And that's where
I see a ray of bulging of a crack.
And a way for light to get in.

A scope for enlightenment,
that would open the minds.
And would break these walls.

Or may be it will
atleast create a window.

A window to peep at the other side.
And to plunge into an understanding,
that was like a secret
which not only makes one feel like
an expression inexperienced.

But
also gets one awakened at
the pofoundness of
this beautiful world
and
beautiful minds.