As i stare at the beautiful velvet sky
outside my window... i see a swallow flying all around with his wings wide
open...
I wonder if it is staring back at me... if it is admiring the beautiful green fields... the meandering river... the blue green patches of which i too... am a part....
I wonder if there really is a beautiful world somewhere hidden out there... or is it beautiful just coz its..... out there
I wonder why it feels as if the world is the way we think it is.... or is it true... is it that the world is the way we think it is.. the way we believe it is...
I wonder if i am actually looking at a beautiful world out there... or is it that i am looking at a mirror.. a mirror that reflects my thoughts, my dreams, my hopes... a mirror that truly reflects me...
i wonder if my questions really have any meaning... or is it that my meaning lies somewhere within them....
i wonder why i wonder what their answers might be... coz its only for these undefined answers that i can still keep staring... that i still stare at the world out there.....
