Metros of the dark are fearless But closed are their eyes To the human miseries. Visions limited to human Shrinks one's body to a grass. No say in the global destiny Firmly rooted on the land. No hurricane plucks it But direct every other grass in the neighbor A global envelope, sealed at sunlight May we all rest and live in peace Where ever our feet touch the earth.
I love to carry two flags in my hands Where ever I be on the Earth. One belongs to the country where I started My earthly journey. The other drawn on the limits On my global choices as a human. A defined context, The power of sight my eyes permit. A global white of the snow or the clouds A global blue of the sky or the sea A global black of the night or eyes closed A global green of the grassy land and leaves Shades of red, yellow and orange merge into a disk My heart is there, the gateway to nature's breath.
Impure is my mind, The gnawing desires, Unfulfilled, weakening neurally My being, second by second. Not millions of them A dozen, may be. Whom can I disclose, Gripped with fear, Of getting trapped For lives?
Questions from tomorrow I can answer only neurally When pressed hard For answers unknown today You hurt me. Give all an option To say yes or no, Neurally.