On a big long road,
with no directions about where to go.
I found you,
some unknown intuition made me move close to you.
You held my hand tight and firm.
And help me move through fairly well.
At an instant,
You dropped my hand and moved on.
And I experienced the vacuum on the path,
Which was till then embraced with lovely breeze.
How to move on further is a question unknown,
And hard to find.
But I kept saying have to move on,
Before the vacuum engulfs me.
Each step that I leap ahead makes me tremble.
The road is long and diverse,
not knowing the direction,
I move the way I believe I can keep pace with you.
And once again be secure under your strong arms.
You move so fast hard to trace up.
If I lose track of you I might get into another way.
Hard to come back and hard to find when you turn,
Please my lord, hold on.
Till I walk along.
For the road is big and long.
Come and hear what baby babbler has to say...Join hands with her to bum around the world of peppy fantasy........
Baby loves to amuse herself with everything which seems interesting to her....
She is still in her cradle... in an attempt to lift herself and to mark her little footsteps... to reach out and hold that tip of finger, of her higher-ups... who really walk so fast...fast...and fast...on those big long roads furnished with 26 pretty alphabets. Baby loves those colours crafted by the shades of those big and small alphabets. Baby's little eyes turns wide to see her elders walk through those shades chanting so lovely and loud. It brings a cute red smile...and she too tries to imitate her elders... But her chanting is still a jabber... higher-ups will, for sure love to hear her babble... and would chant to her more... so that baby will soon start chanting on her own...and in a hope that they will forgive baby babbler for her misspelled chants...
2 comments:
hey!!! is this ballad a ballad of love with man or God??
Babbler would just say that love is divine...and she is naive to the world of elders who could differentiate man and god. For babbler a person who loves her is synonym of god.
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