A restless soul seeks rest in the depths of the river it fears the vain currents that sweeps away dry twigs and fallen beasts
Mountains bow before a beautiful mind fountains salute your easy grace nothing can corrupt you your core is a lamp that withstands the petty race of triumphing winds how would one feel its warmth how would light connect with darkness without the pityful pretence of roaming about
Let us flow, here and now this moment without the luxury of tearful fear who knows, the whole creation waited for this, and time dared not bypass its touch to fill you with rich wonder to the core
Restless soul dispel the tattered currents depth itself is lost to your depth layers give way to the unknown beauty of bright explosion the sun absorbed in its splendour smiles at the moment of warm surrender
Let us trek on... till silence merge in deeper silence...
