Coming out from city life, being
Torn with toss-and-gain-grip,
Everyone haunted with life real,
With war and fear in mind, we stood
On the beach, with hope to have
Fresh respiration, no phone calls,
No daily pasting of photos, no data,
We found the sun, as if it is born to act,
And it makes us think of self and to
Realize we’re not thrown into dissolution,
And it ferries life cycle, but we are living
Aided by desire, ready to work for own share,
For benefit, with power and scroll of toasted words,
We are living for gaining or acquiring
Elephantine chambers with home
Where knowledge has no speech
And people gather for getting chance of
Favors of power and attaining decrees
On material acquisitions, and perquisites.
We’re mesmerized with allusion.
Who is the leader of our mind?
Can we leave this battle zone?
Standing on this space and time,
We want change in belief, in
The reflected sunrays on the waters,
Those hold true qualities of living,
It is thought that water is free
With an identity for soothing of all burns,
And to honor our relieved mind from pains
Of gain, relieved from bargaining of wealth,
We learn first charity to be given to people,
And fathom worth and grace of life, and
The sun reflects its nobility with no weapons
In the vastness of the sea, profoundly.