I made up my mind,
That I shall write unlimited words out of my soul,
And I shall also pour out my water from the river,
And I shall be like the river that keeps moving forward.
Have I seen a river that moves backward?
I know not where if there is, for now, I know it’s floating forward,
Like the sky that rainfalls down the earth from the clouds,
So, I have never seen that the rainfalls go up to the sky from the ground.
I know what I am talking, but I am just talking,
For a doer knows the best than a talker.
It is a fact that I know from my core,
So, I shall write unlimited words out of my soul and expect nothing.
Hmm, I would love to ask you to donate me with your heart, with your soul,
But I am a man who is weak to ask you because I don’t know what is good;
Should I ask you to donate me for living my life, or donate me for my gift?
I don’t know, but I made up mind that I shall not think about the donation.
I shall think about my heart, my mind, my soul, even my body,
Then let them come later cause methinks about what I love to do,
They said when I love to do what I love, I shall the magic,
From the sky that universes everything else, such a riddle!
©️ Ismael Mansoor