If I sit here and savour the minute
if I hear a pin drop in Lahore
does it make life sublime
if I'm wasting my time
could there possibly be
anything more?

why do larks rise each morning to drown me
If I swim will they all fly away
in the songs that they sing is it hope that they bring
do they move on the wing just to sing in the morn
were they there on the day of the day I was born'

as the pin drops the penny engages in
the history of questions I've asked
and the reels start to spin picking out every pin
and the moments I see
question
will I ever be
what becomes of the lark when it's cold and it's dark
does each song hibernate
does it wait for a time
when I'm sitting and savouring a moment of mine?

If I knew I could say
if I was when today
I feel fine.