Something holds me here
Someone holds me there
I don’t know
What is here
River of my life flows with time
But like a stone ,
I settled down here
I don’t know
What is here
Space of my life is constant with universe
But like a black hole
I am falling down here
I don’t know
What is here
Rain of my life drizzle with a vigour
But like a dust particle
I stuck down here
I don’t know
What is here
But I really know this instinct
It is like
Algae stone in my river
Cosmos black hole in my space
Dusty wind of my rain ...
Which makes me perfect
Which makes me complete
Which makes me here's to you
Which is always with me ....
-Parl Mehta
