What Lies On The Other Side? Poem by Afzal Juneja

A wild river passes by,
How to get on the other side?
As waves falls low, so they rises high,
Down set the sun with a saffron light.

A fish stared at birds returns,
And wished, if she could also fly,
That beak and those wings is so much fun,
Neglecting the fact, water is her only sky.

A tall tree stand beside,
A gust of wind began to roar,
As few leaves departs, so few survived,
Though they left it all, but they learned to soar.

Few of them evolved into flowers,
Since new had arrived, old were fallen,
From vibrant petals, fragrance began to shower,
A thief lays around, and the rest were stolen.

A shepherd rest under the darken sky,
The common air grasp curiosity but hides,
A sheep quenched his thirst and raised his eyes,
So wondered, what lies on the other side?