The distance 
between you and me
is what we maintain
And so is God.

Lie beneath the galaxy in a cathedral silence,
Stay up till the moon dives behind the beige mountains.
Rest on your beast, let the valves take a break,
Treat yourself with a feast, its the only time in your fate.
Slithering into my sack I rest under the canvas,
How peaceful it is far away from all the ruckus.

The monk's prayers bid me with good luck,
I'm off riding in the sparse cold desert.
I stop with the view of a disputed lake,
Miles long the jade blue reflects the golden tops.
In refuge at a monastery, fuel is a luxury,
I'd give up everything for a piece of this little heaven.

You ignite a light so bright
it brings the sun to its knees
every single night.

lovely comes and goes,
but feeling is forever,
sun rays know
sun rays grow
sunshine nurtures
broken souls

lonely comes and goes,
but warmness is forever,
moon beams know
moon beams show
moonlight accepts
drowning souls

So many words are being spent everyday
Each of them, used to construct a bridge
Where communication can take place
And meet half-way, to greet each other
Wondering, if that what is to communicating
Only based on words and the verbose
Have we bothered to see the many layers
Which makes up the fragile ecosystem
Yet, so often we go on eroding the surface
Leaving it bare and exposed to threats
That communication will be wiped off
Not long, with the undermining of feelings
Communication will have borne the brunt
Of our callous attitude and lost forever
Not only waves of words that washes away
The beauty of meaningful communication
It's time, we also listen to each other's heart
And pay obeisance to the silence that speaks
Communication will have a fair chance to survive

The flute catches the music in the air
Every note dances ecstatically
A playful duet that pleases the heart
Silence becomes more gorgeous
Listening to the flute is a realization
Entwined in the caress of the pristine air
The oneness with it, a revelation