The Journey
The thoughts of oneness, slips through scales of time
Ever reaching through the destinies in thought
Have we not thought of this?
You were here when I was there.
Measure me not in this time
Slip not through another space
Were you not there
When I was here…
My time is not my own, though I wish it was
But show me now your hand
Was it not you who was here
But left in a sudden haste
The cry of the land never dries
Though the blood has dried
Were you not here
When I looked for you
Where have I been I wonder
When you were here
Were we not on a journey
My Lord, you and I
P. Sakthivel
18/10/2008
Ever reaching through the destinies in thought
Have we not thought of this?
You were here when I was there.
Measure me not in this time
Slip not through another space
Were you not there
When I was here…
My time is not my own, though I wish it was
But show me now your hand
Was it not you who was here
But left in a sudden haste
The cry of the land never dries
Though the blood has dried
Were you not here
When I looked for you
Where have I been I wonder
When you were here
Were we not on a journey
My Lord, you and I
P. Sakthivel
18/10/2008
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