Drifting

Drifting

Drifting like an aimless cloud,
resembling a soft ball of cotton
in the clear, blue sky
Moving
in no specific direction
I feel peaceful

Floating like an unmanned raft
concurring with the currents
of an endless, wild sea
Thinking
no specific thoughts
I feel joyful

Hopping like a beautiful butterfly
from flower to flower
in the garden of love
Smiling
with no specific reason
I feel cheerful

Walking like a goalless vagabond
who has nothing to achieve
in this lovely, long life,
Living
with no specific purpose
I feel blissful

© Manoj Khatri

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