All my journeys seem to come through frameless escape of nature Through the priceless morning myst, that I nurture
All my days and nights seem to pass through timeless song of life
Through the raising of GOD again, that I live…..
All my mates and pals seem to feel joy through my prose
Through the unmatched culture of rhythm , that I propose….
All my love seem to love me through the pastel of colours ,