Untitled by Asmita Barua

This place is not really my home,
I'm a homeless wanderer
a stranger in an unknown land.

I must leave one day
my soul will travel far away
what will I take with me?
Scent of my favorite jasmine flower,
my footsteps on a white sandy beach,
soothing sound of the ocean breeze,
a walk through the peaceful park,
on a moonlit night,
and memories that I left behind.

Dear Earth, how beautiful you are!
But one day, I must prepare
for the great journey into the unknown...

I'm simply a witnessing soul
and my soul will travel with me.

Breathing...oh what a joy!

Life oh so precious! a priceless gift
If time could only stand still....

- Asmita Barua, NY, NY