To search for a point where you and I can meet.
A segue from rift to harmony
A soft touch, a moment of peace
A place to rest for restless mind
When bitter redundant passions turn sangfroid
I look around and see sky and earth meeting at horizon
The sanguine dusk embracing the night and day
The river rushing to meet the ocean
All my life I have been searching for something like wise
Never knowing the abscess of sorrow
Needs to be dissolved first to seek joy
The nub of life- the point of nirvana
But I need you to hold my hand to walk with me
Let’s walk together in a world
Where mysteries of life still unfold
All those years I have tried to touch you in vain
I will take two steps for your one
But you have to move from your point of isolation.
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