Friday, December 31, 2010

Feeling like a kid with a father


Feeling the bliss as your creature

I don’t want to know about my existance

Don’t want anything from you

Don’t want too recognize myself

Don’t want to bother anything

Pick my finger and guide me

I’ll walk calmly behind you

I want to Keep my head in your lap

Oh father…… I don’t know myself now

Oh father….. I know I am always yours

In the game of your universe

Within realizations and wordly drama

I am not able to recognize myself now………..

Keep your hand on my forehead

and give me a moment

Which I am yearning of ……

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