Art of Leaving
As you said you want to get out of it;
Let me tell you something,
What goes out is in a form
What comes inside is formless
and, what stays is uniform;
Everything in this universe wants to get out
See how the galaxies and stars are moving apart
How rivers are getting out of its origin
How trees move apart from soil
How the scent goes out of flower
Nothing stays physically attached forever
Attachment is a weakness in a sense
Letting go...
Let me tell you something,
What goes out is in a form
What comes inside is formless
and, what stays is uniform;
Everything in this universe wants to get out
See how the galaxies and stars are moving apart
How rivers are getting out of its origin
How trees move apart from soil
How the scent goes out of flower
Nothing stays physically attached forever
Attachment is a weakness in a sense
Letting go...