I see what you show through your eyes,
I see the words unsaid.
I see the unborn questions raised,
The thoughts that came and fled.
O love, my love, I see it all,
I see it my own way.
‘Cause ’till you saw me off tonight,
I saw what you just said.
Blind, I fall again and then,
Wild, I swing at air.
I see the darkness all around,
I walk the unstrung hair.
I row, I row around the water,
Dark but crystal clear.
As the moon above me shines,
And thinks a fool is here.
I cross the river in my mind,
Sometimes the mind plays tricks.
What I thought was shore and life,
Was just some broken sticks.
So now I float along the coast,
Barely holding on.
To the breath that came along,
For the final ride.
The breath, it dances on and off,
and makes me want to laugh,
cause the way to go is how I came
And turn around I can’t.
The end it comes, the end is here,
the end, the warm embrace.
Of the chilly wind and then
the water hides my face.
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Correction … I aint reading Murakami
I am reading Raghunath … loved this one …
cause the way to go is how I came
And turn around I can’t. – Lovely!