We are eternal wanderers,
Unaware of past and future,
Two souls in one, only desire,
Wish to stop time like a slayer.
Our existence is like heavy clouds,
Roaming with hearts in love wild,
Bodies lay unclaimed on the sand,
Like two pi-geon in love band.
Warm breath makes us realize about life,
I and ego lost in worldly strife,
Body and soul linked with higher soul alike,
Face once strange, now side by side,
Very near to heart with full ride,
This is but the mystery of life’s tide.
FROM:
DR. YOGESH SHARMA
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
life is mystry never and could be solved..........