Thought Poem by Mrs Sarojini pattayat

Sometime i think
where i left my blooming year
sometime i think
the eyes of sky why blue
why today the face of mountain
is under the veil of cloud
why the rain shows me dream
attracting my being
i feel usually the misty joy around me
sometime tear brust in the dark night
for sorrows,
i really don't know;
everything has already been writtten
from the ages
So,
what for such thought and phylosophy
let me mingle my self
with the tune of time.