Thursday, June 10


Life has to go by
It moves with a steady pace
a straight track
stations, villages, waterfalls,
vales, rivers, people...
All come and pass by
It makes a difference -
Every journey does
People one meets, do
You do...

I'll move ahead to stop at my station
But will your track
cut mine and go away
or shall we move hand in hand.
My fuel is burning out
I guess, its also nearing its end -
happiness, joy, beauty,
tranquility, calm, bliss...
Its all I've earned -
I'm glad to stop my journey
I love you....