We float with the tides of time,
Dance with boundless joy
At the crest of waves...
Sometimes the mind plunges deep down
At the darkened trough
Where long sadness seems
To grow longer...
Stretched out hands seek more
To stay afloat.
Driven by an unquenched thirst,
Tangled up in many,
Engaged in an endless struggle,
Do we really know
Where are we heading to?
The shore awaits...
We will be thrown onto it one day.
It’s a world of eternal peace.
All that we held all along,
Would simply float away
With the tide of illusory world.
When I look back and see,
It’s a pain which grows within me;
Nothing, that I had offered to this world.
An existence thus will wash away
Will I ever let it be?