LIFE REURNS 

LIFE REURNS 
All the returns are like that,
Without further whispers, 
Without the thin slivers of the vine,
As the silence fell,
At last sound of breath died.
 
All the returns are like that,
Thirsty for a soft  touch,
Within  a twinkling glance,
In a light whisper,
Unaware of impending doom
welcome, hearty welcome.

All the  returns are like that,
Forgetting the rays of light
that swallow the darkness,
Forgetting the  falling sound waves,
Silenced in the thinness  that awoke in the bosom,
Embracing  the eternal truth.
All the life  returns are like that.