THE PATH TO A FINDER
My feet took a walk in heavy grass,
All day while the sky shone clear as glass.
My feet took a walk in heavenly grass,
All night while the lonesome start’s rolled past.
Then my feet come down to walk on earth,
And my mother cried when she gave me birth.
Now my feet walk farand my feet walk fast,
But they still got an itch for heavenly grass
It pastend through the cane of mirror
The knowledge of wisdom going to ruin the world
Wake up…… lead the world….. you are the Prince of this world,
You are the creater, think that you only can do that MY CHILD
Sanjay kanna sharma