Your rails, my ways,
Your wheels, my speeds,
Your trees, my greens,
Your wind,my sting,
Your rain, my gain,
Your drops, my crops,
Your clouds, my shadows,
Your lanes, my cranes,
Your field ,my scenes,
Your farms, my charms,
Your ponds ,my swans,
Your streams, my dreams,
These lives, are strides,
My life, confides,
Without your's, mines' lost,
Mines' alive, on your's cost

Life, beaming in a drop, hanging down a leaf,
Life, that surpasses the shackles of belief,

Life, flowing upon the rigid bed of rocks,
Life, like a standing pile of balancing blocks,

Life, always walks a path along the valley steep,
Life, a warrior against the darkness deep,

Life,  breathing hearts’ tiny beat,
Life, like the fading impressions of feet,

Life, that rhymes with the known, and a few unknown,
Life, stands atop the brittle heights of heartless clones,

Life,  to live the worth of each body and soul,
Life, to rest upon after an accomplished goal.

Who do I trust, whom should I pry?
Who should be my call, when my lips tremble dry?
Who should I rely upon,for the saddest day of my life?
Who should be by my side, when  life’s the pinpoint of a knife?
Who should hold me with strength ?
Who should walk along my life’s length?
Who should cry on my stiffened body, and cold blood?
Who should remember me , from the scent of soil, and a mystifying bud?
I know the one who should; but who wont,
I know just,the bliss of dreams , desires just my own,
I know the brittle mirror of reality, where he resides,
I know I walk the ray of sunlight, when I should follow the cosmic tides.