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…

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