The smell from within

The world is as pure as the crystals of the nile

The Earth is as old as the path of a mile

Ancient deeds are related to beauty

And i am a servant just doing my duty.

Are the bonds of men to be equated to captivity

The freedom of our thoughts are as free as the wind

The love i hold is my relation to tranquility

How old is the worlds mind?

Our smell is as pure as the oceans

Our heart drifts as a bamboo

The stars are the greetings of creation

And the reeds are a central fixture guiding us through

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by Raj