Go Go Far Away

Go, Go far away towards the sky where you get free You have the prerogative of your own life I shall not stop the breeze flowing from my door Though we might later calculate the price of the tears shed. Yes, I’m aware of the fragrance of the flowers in my yard, and in your yard It can’t be confined closing the doors; this earth is decorated with similar fragrances The flowers are there to be decorated in a tray; and the body with the life are same It is the deity who receives the flower; there is no worshipping without plucking it Go, go far away towards the sky where you get free I shall peep into the rainbow, pausing your love story in me. My first letter could not become my last letter The deity gave a fate of a separate end of the life and body Go, after my first letter, I have given my love letter to you There is no threat of being lost or forgotten on the way Because my love letter was a beginning in itself When you make a mistake of delaying in the beginning The end too disappears in the horizon The life is horrific than this beginning and the end But the returning step is much easier—the death, emancipation! The veil of the life should be undone in this world of illusion and mirage Don’t attempt to cry a skyscraper sitting in the yard of a hut House is just a place to get a nap; hunger is nothing more than a few bites Life is just a cycle of meeting and separation of life and body Let your body easily enter the door, and the let the food satisfy your hunger And if you can get a nap in that hut, that would suffice for my life I give you that wrecks of feeling which is not past but is a beginning And that beginning will teach the life to smile every while So, go far away towards the sky where you get free And feel the freedom The future moments of life shall be a moment Where I shall pray God for the liberation through death Go, go far away towards the ocean of annihilation I give this body to the river so that the soul can finally Meet you in the ocean.