For Nirvana
They walk to infinity,
With a swollen feet.
On a vision vast as vales,
They sail slow by snails.
To the hut of himalayas,
From the bazaars that babble.
They approach to find,
The heaven's disguise to blind.
As the conscience craves once,
To search for life.
They move in the motors of machine,
As a bee to gum; they glue to green.
They sail where the sadhu's surrender,
Waive the wealth amassed and wander.
They head to the abode,
Far off their homes 'For Nirvana'.
They walk to infinity,
With a swollen feet.
On a vision vast as vales,
They sail slow by snails.
To the hut of himalayas,
From the bazaars that babble.
They approach to find,
The heaven's disguise to blind.
As the conscience craves once,
To search for life.
They move in the motors of machine,
As a bee to gum; they glue to green.
They sail where the sadhu's surrender,
Waive the wealth amassed and wander.
They head to the abode,
Far off their homes 'For Nirvana'.
