Philosophy

A newly found freedom,

To which I lost sane,

A little craziness-

that asks me to go wild,

Keep running, as would I,

And the breeze wash my hair,

Listen to my philosophy,

Will you?

Lush green painted

open wide fields,

My legs tap the floor,

On beats of my mind,

Had the plants asked me a thing? 

Had the breeze refuse condition me?

So what stops the man from learning,

Simple aspects of living.

Stand in this place,

That brings sense of freedom,

When little insects

along with the smooth winds,

Dropped a peck on my cheeks,

Why had the poets,

Only talk of spreading arms?

Why had they missed,

The journey in the heart? 

How do I trust,

That tomorrow that never came,

Maybe tomorrow is only a name,

To God's pet chameleon,

I have and love my today,

Let me give it to my fellows,

Who secretly struggle in their living,

Bless their everyday.

A newly found freedom,

To which I lost sane,

A little craziness-

that asks me to go wild,

Keep running, as would I,

And the breeze wash my hair,

Listen to my philosophy,

Will you?