Journey


Over the hills and far away,

I search for myself along the way;

Where I rest is not my stop,

Where I stop is not the end;

The journey has just begun, my friend.

Along came the wind,

Around came the water,

Nature is refuge,

The sky is my shelter.

I leap over the mountains, one step at a time,

Reaching for the stars, leaving the earth behind.

Everything is within my grasp, and a fistful of fate;

I begin my descent inspiring love and hate.

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  1. Nature is refuge, the sky is my shelter.πŸ–€πŸ–€ Beautiful.

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    1. Thanks Barkaat. πŸ™‚

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  2. Jaya Singh says:

    Beautiful. Positive πŸ’•

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    1. Thank you, teacher!
      Always good to hear something positive. πŸ™‚

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      1. Jaya Singh says:

        My pleasure, bachha πŸ™ƒ

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        1. She calls me bacha!!πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

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          1. Jaya Singh says:

            You call me ‘teacher’ …

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            1. School me teachers students Ko bacha bulaate?

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            2. Jaya Singh says:

              Haan Kabhi Kabhi.. waha Nahi bulaate ?

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            3. Nahh
              Naam se hi.😁

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            4. Jaya Singh says:

              Chalo, koi Nahi… 😁

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            5. πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

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