Reflections
Confronted
with the horror of modern days,
I often
think to create a better tomorrow,
As
corruption imprisons us in a maze,
My eyes
start to fill with sorrow.
So, I often
travel to an unknown land
Which not
many journey to see,
How
enchanted peace and harmony can be.
As the trees
reach up to the blue sky surround me
The sage of
Sind keeps me company;
Amid natural
steams, peace and simplicity
We speak
freely of mysteries that set all living souls free:
For this fair
land which too few have found,
Waits for
all who want to be unbound!
