They talked about a place
A place between the rock and a hard ground
But what's the ground beneath the rock bottom
What's the survival tactics to rise from beneath
I walked in the path which seemed like the path of no return
In the tunnel the lines got blur till I saw no inch ahead
Like a blind person my hands come to rescue
And like a child I clawed to the tunnel end
There,
my eyes opened,
my hope renewed
My faith strengthened
The night got darker just before the dawn
It's at the tunnel end I saw a new dawn
Sure, there was light at the end of the tunnel.
Jan 23, 2025
Jan 23, 2025 at 10:48 AM UTC
They talked about a place
A place between the rock and a hard ground
But what's the ground beneath the rock bottom
What's the survival tactics to rise from beneath
I walked in the path which seemed like the path of no return
In the tunnel the lines got blur till I saw no inch ahead
Like a blind person my hands come to rescue
And like a child I clawed to the tunnel end
There,
my eyes opened,
my hope renewed
My faith strengthened
The night got darker just before the dawn
It's at the tunnel end I saw a new dawn
Sure, there was light at the end of the tunnel.
Life
