– By Asha Dey

Even among the multitude
Even in the din of crowd
Even in ruthless material fancies
Even among visions shady and clouded

I found my place
I found my peace

I found my heart being rightly set
Tied by the threads of bright light
To my very own extension
To my very own soul.

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A compulsive writer, a mad thinker, a marooned traveller, and an accidental photographer, Asha Dey is also the Senior Editor of  Wisdom Winds. Follow her on Twitter @deyasha18.

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