Moving towards our land.

Whenever dreams become affluent,

We find this world from a different perspective,

We look for and towards the goals,

The paths that can outshine our little steps,

As we pave them towards our dream lands.

For what attaches to us,

Is a feeling with a rich embroidery of,

Artifacts, and we feel that;

It's significant enough, to follow;

What appeals us the most,

And where we can find, our life to grow,

Enhance it's picture and glow it's personages,

Like a reminiscence.

When the birds sing,

There is applaud in every other creatures' mind,

When the atmosphere of tranquility develops,

We form a silent sigh;

We can feel the rhythm of the sands,

We can feel, where our life is transcending to personify.

There's a picture, to which we spring; relate.

There's a fragrance to which we entertain,

Life is to follow the path and not abstain,

But level it to the common field of labour,

To toil and not dream devoid of it.

For nothing as meaningful in our lives,

Could happen, until we worked towards it,

And in the meanwhile fall in love,

Answering the depictions and to the shadows,

For what was visible and not dark,

But substantial enough for us,

To let the journey of peaceful living,

Certainly embark.

Let's walk with the shadows,

For who knows,

It could enchanter our world,

With the thoughts of significance,

And nothing apart.

Gagandeep Singh Vaid

27/10/2013