Oh death you are ,are not an end You are another beginning Of a journey unknown to me May be ,it would be the same As I have gone through in this Your just opposite light versus dark May be ,you end this as you say To take me to another level Where I find it's not new I am again in the same Rigmarole In the grinding life of dead,Death life you show no difference from life of life Pain or peace will exist wether dead or alive Swap
If we think death is an end to me,i don't see But a walk over to new beginning Wether in body or otherwise Nothing is ending it's a process Like water wheel churning As it goes up it drops water as it goes down fills water So release and fill are the two side of Anything If I flow gently no one bothers But if I become scanty worries bother. So I pray let me be the water Who wants to flow Crossing over soft pebbles or hard rocks But i still flow on and on Wind stirs me invoking restlessness But I realise it is not to be I have to flow gently Encopassing all that comes on my way I pray let this be me gentle and unperturbed Flowing is my destiny In life and after Swap