Is very difficult.
Still then, I have entered
And tested the atmosphere.
And I see only truth,
And I see only one color.
And I see only one creature.
My words are my worth here,
All are my near and dear.
Sorrow is no longer,
Life’s process is clear,
With the touching of
Nectar without any impostor.
I have no visionOther than your language,I have no visionOther than mother land.How to take care,How to develop,How and what to doThat all are not knownTo me, though.Yet, I am yours.
And with nature.
Tapovana-My house.Heaven –This earth.I invite you all,To the placeOf my origin.The road to myHouse is safeAnd easy.Come on withA poetry.And take a teaI am waiting for youThe entire night.Live life hereBut with austerity.
You opened up.And we call youFor ourSafety andSecurity.You travelled to usWith many coloursAnd sights.And we put ourselvesIn troubles withNasty worksDay and nights.You delighted usAnd we care not.We make nothingAnd yet we saidEverything here is ours!
But I worry not,And I proceeded ahead.The system is favorable,And I am matured.I like the process,The danger is ahead, though.What I like andWhat I dislikeIs not under my control.But I have to go,And if time permitsNew sun, I am there to show.
But why?Is not the truth thereWithin us?Real happiness isThere in the truth.And the truth is thereEverywhere at all times.We are to realizeThe truth here.We are to followThe path of the truth here-The place of truth.
