We are in mid of it

We all have been flowing along together

There is something on the other side never letting us stop

There is a push from one end and a pull towards the other

Jumping from one boat to another, in search of a distant land

Juggling in-between skys and lands, trying to find that

A land which is most stable and secure

A land without turbulent waters

A land with ever blossoming fruits and flowers

A land where grass is always greener

Where skys are both clear and cloudy

Where suns are shining and shying

Where rains doesn’t spoil the plans

Where winds can’t turn us around

We have reached the half-way

Half is gone and half is left

What is gone is lost forever

What is left is yet unknown

We are in mid of it

We all have been flowing along together

There is something on the other side never letting us stop

There is a push from one end and a pull towards the other

Jumping from one boat to another, in search of a distant land

Juggling in-between skys and lands, trying to find that…