Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Come Came Come

Some leaves just begin their journey.
Some leaves are travelling for a while.
Some leaves are there at the destinaion.

We all are on the same road.

We bring nothing to start.
We carry many things while we stroll.
We leave everything to the end.

Come Came Come.
A journey never ends.

Here we are.
Begin our journey again.

1 comment:

Homely me said...

I have heard someone said "Live your life like you are about to leave."