• krishnaraj 5w

    Transitional dimensions.

    Yes I see the path
    The one to eternity
    The wind sailing
    Even the slight breeze
    And the hard rock
    Looking forward at
    And tempting forward us
    To the path to eternity.

    Yes I see the light
    The one of eternal bliss
    The burning light
    Smoking out dirt
    With incandescent fragrance
    It burn so cold
    With tranquilizing silence.

    Here I sing
    The ballad of my journey
    From the singular self
    To the infinite universe.