Ranjan Poudel

The moment came The moment passed  The moment passes  The moment is now The moment of truth  Since, I have begun to play the inner music of my soul  That soothes the air I breathe  Holding me into the tranquility  Where I can wish, imagine and create

I have begun to play the inner music of my soul  That soothes the air I breathe  Holding me into the tranquility  Where I can wish, imagine and create

With the flaring desire of oneness Everything inside my whole Comes out of my soul.