This wind has blown. Now, what can I say?
This is a journey where I went astray
The ropes are now cut, the ship has now moved
We have now crossed the maddening crowd..
When the cloud moved I turned around
I looked around raged and quailed
Standing inside a ship estranged
There, I behold my ship so far
Moving along like a sailing star
The one with a mast and sail I long
One where my heart and soul belong
I saw that my hands and legs are fixed
Though in a glue of scented gold.
I couldn’t move whatever I do
I cannot leave my sailors in woe.
That is a duty of captain in hull
Till I conclude my ride in a full
It is a drive with no return modes
Still there is hope far from these codes
There will be shore with mountains and hills
There will be seasons with cool raining drills
I will be free at the end of this ride...
Still I perceive a rainbow ashore
Beckoning me to love evermore...
I have in me a heart profound
With Oceans of love it surround
I do believe that there will be pearls
If not in shore; under the whirls..!!!