Tell me

To the tall mountain I ask

Tell me how you stay unperturbed

Are you weary or tired

Or do you still rise upward

To the blue sky I ask

Tell me how you remain proud

Are there days you want to fall

Or do you still love the cloud

To the rushing river I ask

Tell me if you are tired of motion

Or do you still wake up each day

Longing to meet the ocean

To the old tree I ask

Tell me how you stand tall

Through the snow and the storms

Bear with grace and not fall

To the silent stone I ask

Tell me how do you feel

When you paved way for armies

And now to you they kneel

To myself I ask

Can silence be heard

What if I’m just meant to whirl

And the rest is just words