The Other Day I Went Closer





One day from a distance, I saw beautiful green hills,
The other day I went closer, they were trees covering the hills

Oh Trees, how beautifully you masked the magnificent with fears
I know, I know no...


One day from a distance, I saw a wonderful grey sky,
The other day I went closer, it was clouded in the sky

Oh Clouds, how nicely you blocked the bright light with conditions 
I know, I know no...


One day from a distance, there was a white wall in my way,
The other day, I went closer - it was the fog in the air.

Oh fog, how confidently you obstructed the direction with insecurities
I know, I know no...


One day from a distance, I saw water on my way,
The other day I went closer, it was a mirage in the air.

Oh Mirage, how magically you tricked the needs with illusion
I know, I know no...


One day said, you know everything
The other day said, you know nothing

But I listened to the other day to go closer. 
Location: Bengaluru, Karnataka, India

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