when and where
When i was alone
not lonely
There was a joy
no dread
Nights were tranquil
not gloomy
I was maverick
not subjugated
Where the beauty of solitude has gone
and a long quite sittings
When mind use to meditate
and dream
There was a curiosity to contemplate life's mysteries
and keen craving for creativity and a whimsical adventures
When wind use to listen
and then blow
When music and time use to walk
together holding hands
When trees were patient companions
and soughing leaves our instrument
Where sky a magnificent roof
and moon a glittering chandelier
Where there was gusto
and grace in the milieu
Where there was a living desire
in me.
