From the cocoon I took birth, with your colour Mother, until I rest in your arms until eternity..

.. with this breeze I'll vanish into the deep dark woods... Never shall be found as I dissolve with the misty dews..

I lay down on the naked, wet earth.. Forming a canopy above me... leaves that just took birth.. come.. Resurrect me from my tomb.

In the hollows of your Bosom..

The mighty elements .... will pass over. Every tiny speck under it hidden....

The Sky, holds no boundaries.

Sky is the limit.

I move on. With no track of time.. The seasons leave no reasons to hold me back.. Cuz I live for today.

Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven. ~Rabindranath Tagore

Meandering waters take with them everything... The good, bad and the ugly... It does not diffrenciate ...