Someday.....

Someday I might be there,

Someday we’ll be together….

Just like the rain waits for the call,

And to its mother earth she would fall.

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Cold hours play by,

I still stay warm upon the sky…

For you… For you…

Like the wings of mother protect the baby’s cry…

I decorate in sweat,

The oceans, beaches, trees and grasses wet,

For your feet shall touch it one day;

And your life will then be all beautiful nights, with no sun to set.

But you’re still far away,

Don’t know whether I’ll be able to cross the way;

But I keep walking… to you,

May be someday I’ll find you…

Among the heavy trees, and high grass,

I still try to catch a sight of you as I pass,

Like a shepherd I play the tune, though now not with the flute,

In a hope u shall return as a lost sheep to its mass.

O! My snake, return to your master,

For I’ll play the music for you to dance till I die,

O! My flower, come back to shine,

For I’ll never ever allow the sun to fare good-bye.

Thus I keep walking on this very path,

And gather all the thorns and wounds;

For I know one day, we’ll walk this path back together,

With no pain, no wounds and no sorrow…..