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