I stood there uphigh
like a barren tree- high and mighty
looking down on things like some cranky
unwavered by the waves around me
I stood there just like a barren tree
Lost in my own illusions
I saw myself free
I dare not to bow down to anything
let alone to anymore
but when he came
I stood still
I felt his coming before I saw him
his image blurred due to the falling tears
my mind longing to bask in the glory of the master
This time, I again stood still
with my head bowed down
my eyes glittering in dry tears
heart full of love and bliss
thats how I met my master
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