You don't see me
you don't hear me
you can just feel me
I am camouflaged by several noises and voices
I depict purity and respect
I don't want to be remembered
only at the mourning times...
why can't you just enjoy me?
tear some time from the book of your busy life,
to feel me...
I am an unseen picture,
I am an unheard piece of music,
I am eternal...
I am there in the deserted deserts,
where no life exists
I am there in the heights of the skies,
I am there in the depth of the sea,
somewhere deep within your soul...
in the coo-coo of cuckoo
in the pitter-patter of rain
the cries of wind break me open...
you don't see me
you don't hear me
you can just feel me.