Friday, January 2, 2009

I am...

I am the care freeness of the wild flower,
The madness of a gypsy defines me all the way,
Like the fragrance of sandel(chandan) I can haunt you
Yet unexplainable I remain constant

I am the intelligence of the sages not stage,
The patience of a umpire characterizes me,
Like lightening I can strike you,
Yet a mystery who I am

They tried to confuse me,
Behind shackles of chains,
Tried to silence me,
Amidst explosions of bombs.

Yet, infinite and everlasting
I remain same.
In each birth I reincarnate
Life is what I am.
Life is what I can see.
Life is what No one know.
Life is what like KATI PATANG (Kite).

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