Just beginning
I never knew
Until blew
Flute with gentle air
It pleased my ears
I thought for a while
And slowly learnt a style
Put in more efforts and mastered the art
The music became my part
I felt so much pain
Until, remained
Far with unhappiness
But soon found some happiness
Life looked never barren
It was simple heaven
To be felt so closely attached and interwoven
To be taken as nightmare and forgotten
I remembered those words from prayer
"Rise o traveler, you have to go still further
Feel not tired it is just beginning
Polish the attitude and make it shining
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I remembered those words from prayer “Rise o traveler, you have to go still further Feel not tired it is just beginning Polish the attitude and make it shining