Road With Trees Poem by hemu gupta

A road with trees.
I walk and walk around.
to see the mystries,
mystries of life,
I failed to notice the butterflies squirrels and flowers,
on the way,
I just found myself surrouded with lonely road and trees.

A road with trees
I walk and walk around,
to see the mystries, mystries of god,
I failed to notice clouds rain and streams,
I just found myself surrounded with fear of knowing nothing

A road with trees
I failed to notice grass rabbits and dragon flies,
I just found myself surrounded with anxiety and solicitous,
to become free.