Sunday, July 12, 2009

Distant dream!


There is a hill at the distant horizon
A damn white fume is rising on
Now,I thought Life is Loving
of course,Im moving,
Without knowing where iam
Without minding what iam

A sudden darkness
A sudden brightness
A distant tree nodding
A distant dream calling
But,Im moving
Without fearing where iam
Without changing what iam

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