Tonight, you sleep tight!
Alas! Winter is at it’s heights
Disarm your mind of worries
They hold no cover from the shivers
As you think of them artists and singers
Living until yesterday,
Until the days turned gloomy
Nights were solitary
Room mates and mates
Turned into strangers
Leaving one with loss and
Of never ending woes,
Or ever finding even their shadows
As the Sun is sinking,
Leaving One with a cloudy
Starless, no moon night
Not even a bird cried that night
Still,
In the mind, a ray of hope
That, dawn will be nearby
Spring will clear the mist
All the mystic abandonment
May one day lead to
Songs of choir
Singing His grace
O divine travellers
We trail behind singing
In Chorus
Will meet you there!
Until then
Carry the torch you lit
To the future
And more!
