Reason and Hint

I was feeling restless and empty And I was feeling low. All I believed was a white paper An ordinary pen did do. I wanted to put a question, there To ask first - who are you? Fathomless emotions, eager to converse Should I assess -are you true? I know there is much research Hypothetical truth; hot and valid Seeking the inner child, facing a challenge Asking for yourself - true and candid. I could never hold a dead body And, I could never treat, I would say. Too pampered a soul inside me Life doesn’t often happen as I may. All I wanted to see a rose petal swirling alone in the heavy wind. A visitor of the grace of the time A witness of the reason and hint.