On her face –
Innocent like a kid.
She has some questions.
Those sleep in her eyes.
Those dances in her dreams.
The questions –
About the dew drops,
About the red rose,
About the caterpillar on leaf.
About herself
And about Him,
Who made dawn and dusk –
Also made her questions.
She searches for the answers-
In the meadows,
In the rains drops – fallen on leaves.
In the stupid air –
That touched her cheek
And made her blush.
Lost in the questions,
That she never understands,
And she does not either wants
All answers said by Someone .
But she loves her questions.
That makes her eyes dreamy,
In the night –
As the eyes had seen the day.
Today she is crazy –
She has only – one question left
One question about someone –
Who will be along with.
Searching for the answers.
About the journey –
She is blessed with.