Somebody find You in a dew
Somebody wander about into the woods
Men are wandering
Here and there in search of You
I am too in search of You
But the track and style is varied.
They go far, beyond themselves.
I feel and dive inward myself.
So I find You in my heart
They remain wandered about.
And I feel pleasure in my solitude

Life is to feel inwardly bliss
That’s impossible without You
I am to borne pangs of life.
Death is travelling towards You.
You are waiting. I am coming
I am satisfied.
O! Lord!
O! My Lord!

I recall You in time and
Feel bliss in no time.

Link between my soul and body is temporary
So my pangs of life are mortal
Link between my soul and You is immortal
As You and Your link is time-less.

I listen You through thundering
I see You winking through flashing.
I feel You through fragrance
But no one knows the secret
I have You in my heart!
Satisfying and smiling!

What do you want?
Tears to regret!
Dew drops to soul refine!

A mirror is to surface study
while!
Tolerance is to inner sight.