
Will you sit with me here?
Till our thoughts and memories flow past us and fade
Will you sit with me here?
Till the breeze stops playing music on the leaves
Will you sit with me here?
Till the sunrays stop playing hide and seek with the trees
Will you sit with me here?
Till the water in the stream stops singing
Will you sit with me here?
Till nature’s performance goes silent
Will you sit with me here?
Till we perceive that it is us who are on the stage