In the Smokey forest, I am
searching for the way…
I had seen in dream, light coming
from far…
I am searching for the secret my
dream & my soul share.
There is something I need to know,The fact of life, which it never shows...
The affection the desire all are illusion…
My search in life is to find, why it has such a fusion…
Why the winds blow? Why the water flow?
How the colorless water becomes the clean white snow??
Why the mountain stand stud n still,
Is there someone who made it, Or it is its own will...
Why the river is so simple n smooth
Why the Oscan is impatient, as if it doesn’t have any Ruth…
How the river combine to the sea,
The sweet become salty, violence comes & calmness flee...
I am searching an answer to this
all...
Searching the reason
why sometime life becomes trouble…
Why the heart fells & the
mind thinks,
I am searching for the almighty, to ask
Why someday our eye stop blinks…
Why someday our eye stop blinks…
