I love, I learn
I am in and among all
But neither I follow
Nor I am in the queue
I never stand behind
Those who assure
To lead beyond across the boarder
I have no paths but only my foot
I have my own lonely journey
That starts from where I stand
And ends at nowhere
I have no ambition
Of leaving my footprints behind
I am that song of the bird unheard
That dance of the wild river unseen
That floating clouds
in the moonlit night
To be now and then not to be
I need not more
My palms are always overflowed
Not that I have a tiny palm
But the given is much more
I am not in the queue
I have no quest to quench my thirst
Neither I have boundary
Nor a face to reflect,
To sing, to dance, to die
Unheard an unseen
Is the path I tread
That ends from where it begins.
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