No path to follow, it’s been way ahead, a journey guided by dreams
There have been reflections all along, of all the changes from life arose
In between the seasons, the pauses were barely noticeable by passersby
An unawake world nudging the quaint spaces, upon which chaos prevails
Of earlier creations, from the desires that have been eccentricities
Wakeful hours dismantled, time gyrating in a breathtaking speed
~Amitav
