Life has been really kind Having given this old age to unwind I have a few last wishes Before the mocking death embraces I stay in the falling house Where no one but I breathe I wish to dance with my shadow Seeing her flow on the wall Sing in the sunshine To the hoarse crow, one and all Sketch on the falling wall paint Paint it with coloured palms Me, you and her Seek happiness forever This is but a mirage, my son That which has been made will be one day undone As the drawing weathers And the old roof crumbles Satisfied with last wishes fulfilled Alive in the dust I will be Each one of us wants to be immortal, to enjoy happiness without a pause. This old man having realized the game of happiness of sorrow, happily embraces death in the falling house, his body. - हेरंब ISupportNAAM