Bewildered I Stood, looking at the sky,
The Trees standing still, holding the ground.
The Sun going down, coloring the cloud.
The melody of Azaan, rising and spreading around.
The cold thrust of wind, bringing me back to now,
where, Bewildered I stood looking at the sky.
.
It all seems a lie, a hologram- far from reality.
fast-forward- into the mayhem of,
Today, tomorrow and Yesterday.
Oh wait…. what?
And so,
Bewildered I stood, looking at the sky.
.
Maybe someday I’d know,
Would’ve figured it all out- the life, goals-my reality.
I would’ve reached the shores- safe and sound.
What then?
Would I become a speck of dust in infinite illusion?
Lost in nothingness – there,
Bewildered I stood, looking at the sky!
