i'm not finding it easy to swim,
Around me are the menacing waves
pulling and pushing with every whim.
which people dream and call paradise,
I decide to start my search
before it is late to even reminisce.
walking on the sands of forlorn beaches,
With the sun going down accompanied
with the joy, music of waves teaches.
I lie on the grassy meadows
looking into the starry lit sky
With a cool breeze blowing
whispering with trees as it passes by.
I walk down steep slopes
covered with flowers of different hues,
Drinking from the little brooks
and swimming in the bustling foam.
I tread when my mind desires
eat when the opportunity provides
The journey is bit long
but the heart never tires.
With each rising day the journey continues,
and with each passing step joy renews
I don't know still where is my paradise
But if the journey is such, Even paradise can wait.