... Desire and Deserve ...

Doesn’t the spring season come to the forests,
Though the forests don’t go to the spring.
Each tide that rises, fails to reach the sky,
But don’t the clouds melt to reach the tides below?

Is the moonlight just for the privileged?
Doesn’t it shine the same in forests too?
Isn’t the pleasant breeze same for everyone?
Isn’t the sunshine the same for everyone?
Aren’t the fresh sounds in the nature every morning for everyone to refresh?
Is this not enough to spread the message that nothing can actually be owned by only one?
When the feel of sharing seizes, the world shall be nothing.
This is the fact of evolution though the direction is unpredictable.

Is there any emotional tune that is not felt in life?
Doesn’t the heartbeat also fall into a rhythm?
For any art or any deed, life is a platform.
Anything that doesn’t help others is of no use.
If the singing birds die, does the music halt?
Don’t we feel a new song in the flowing waters?