Mountains and rivers,
Hills and valleys,
Always beautiful
Always welcoming
What an enigmatic artista she is
But they’re merely deceiving lies,
All that’s seen,
And all that’s heard,
Never existed, never mattered
Only dreams are true,
Only numbness is real,
Cause dreams, you own wholly,
Dreams, you see with your eyes closed,
And only you’re real,
And only you’re true.
©Sagar Gharti
