So far away, yet so close we are;
Only a distant thought connects us,
And a hope that someday we will meet
Like lines of a circular track seen
Standing from a point on it,
The lines going in opposite ways
To greet each other again;
I have seen you,
Standing under the green kingdom,
A figure clad in white,
Like the blinding skies,
On a bright and sunny day;
I know you exist,
And as everyday passes,
I know you are alive,
Here in the same heaven
That I am in;
And the thought makes me happy,
Gives me that hope
That someday we will meet.
But how will you know?
You don’t know me,
You don’t know that I exist,
You have only seen what you have,
The unknown does not cross your mind.
However, you are certain
That you will know,
When you see me,
Only, you are uncertain of my existence.
Born and living so far away,
Each day our hope goes stronger,
And though we love everything else,
We preserve our hope,
Deep inside in a cherished space,
Locked away, but never forgotten;
And in harsh times,
We gather strength from it.
I know it gives eternal strength;
Vigor to solve our problems,
To face all odds, to grow,
But not the strength to face
Each other, if we are together now.
Calm down, we are not;
I know the pain stings you and threaten
To break down that hidden optimism,
Pull it out naked and prove it false.
But it cannot.
Want to know why?
Because you have not let it to,
Smiling? Good....
Of course I am applauding,
But the smile quickly dies;
You realise the sensation of belonging don’t you,
Like something hollow inside.
Don’t keep it subdued,
Let it escape for now,
You will find it again.
