Friday, January 1, 2010

Dream

Come in a group
Come in a pair
Come you and I
come without a lie

lets take a walk
even through fields of dead stalk
lets cross the barren deserts
and dried up valleys

For one day the grass would be green
and flowers would bloom
around the lakes of serenity
the starting point for eternity

The mountains will tell us tales of peace
the wind will guide our feet
up to the tallest peak
and fall with arms open into the oceans deep

Lets meet along the way
Fellow travellers of may
Lets join with stangers at supper
and have nature as our mother

Children of the earth
we were ment to be
lets celebrate love, peace and joy
and let the rest be.

1 comment:

Cuckud said...

Your work made me picture this very innocent purana bollywood scene.. sigh.. peace comes to read.