I know
I know
I know there will not be rain,
Still, I am with my umbrella,
Holding lots of pain.
I know there will not be fruit,
Still, I am with my basket,
For a hope mute.
I know there will not be a mountain,
Still, I am with my bucket,
For a sweet fountain.
“I know” means my mind,
Which is materialistic,
But the heart is blind.
**Bindesh Kumar Jha**
