He tries to go away,
Because she can be so over whelming at times
Her smile can be brighter than the snowy mountains with the sky beholding a thousand sun all exploding at the same time, but with the calmness of a flowering
He – Tries to hide,
In dust, ashes and hide
Tries to do less than what he has done
But she is all that he can be and more
She already is, what he becomes- when he is free
She is the formless queen of bees, made up of sound waves
She is what nirvana wishes to looks like
He is merely just a bump
But merrily just a bump
She is the earth
She is the depth
He is merely the Water.
He is merrily the Water.