I long to journey to you today,
Yet time, a stubborn sentinel, stands still.
I know, by tomorrow, time will slip away,
The conch of Tepantar sounds its shrill.
It calls to life, beckons my soul this day,
Urging me to shatter bonds, to be free.
Beneath clouds of endless void, I may lay,
In the realm of nothingness, where you’ll meet me.
Tomorrow, our dreams shall find their bloom,
In that sweet haven where our spirits entwine.
Thus, my heart yearns for you in this room,
What thoughts of me, in your world, align?
Though a mere story today it seems,
In dreams, a glimmer of hope gleams.
So today, to you, my mind seeks to soar,
Crafting a figure from thoughts, pure and raw.
With the melody of Lalan Geet, I adorn,
In Roop Sagar’s depths, a new self is born.
Should tomorrow yield the gem we seek,
In my heart, forever, its sparkle I’ll keep.
Trusting the dream, this vision so deep,
In this trust, our dream, let’s steep.
Where minds meet in a dance so divine,
There, in that sacred space, our souls align.
So today, to you, my mind takes flight,
In this dream, we trust, through day and night.