Invisible lines...
O clouds of the sky!
Where have you come from !!
Where are you going?
Seeing you, we feel envy.
Without any kind of responsibility
Yet irresponsibly,
You give rain to everyone
And live to fly gloriously in the sky.
We bless you
And happily bow to you.
I read Osho.
He says you are a white cloud.
Like this; without beginning,
without end,
Coming without knowing;
going without understanding;
If life is a journey like this,
Flying in it, spreading, simply,
Softly, pleasantly spreading everywhere,
Roaming, melting, then making way
for life on earth,
I say your life is the best !!
Who am I, I do not know !
Where did I come from?
Not clear !
Where am I going?
Not known !
A wind rises !
Another wind pushes !!
The cause; the effect,
Cannot be expressed in words.
All that is done,
Is real.
To be, resting in it,
To keep peace.
Waiting is also happiness;
Time is our destiny ,
Stop ! Be mindful ,
Understand ! Act !!