Run like the wind
on the blades of the green grass
freedom
like the wild horse
run like you have grown wings
Across borders
and the Himalayan range
Close your eyes
reach where you cannot
run
rain like a bullet
in your back
with that pounding heart
run
Friday, June 26, 2009
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1 comments:
It bears all innocence of freedom...so passionately connected to the root...the nature ! Loved its discrete leaps through expressions--to be felt rather than read...
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