With stealthy wing
and steady wind,
the hawk crossed over the air i breathed
and sank for some cover.
Oh! Life is good.
With different days and night,
the mountain's body ahead,
the same ground, i walked up and out,
away and around.
Life is beautiful.
sometimes when am lonely,
don't know why,
i keep thinking i wont be lonelyagain.
By and by
with the distance stood,
i couldn't flee or hide.
It filled me, i filled it
and satisfied.
Life surely good
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