The Joy of Parting...

When He sent me to this Land…

I had no stress and no fear!

I carried only an empty hand,

And so will I do when I leave from here!

Then why is it that I cry

To get those that shine

To retrieve those that die

Things… that were never mine

And why is it that I toil

Work hard day and night

Go round and round the coil

To get that fame and might

So one day, I did wonder

What might be such a cause?

For which I am making this blunder

And then I took a pause

When I was at the shore

I craved for the sea

To want more and more

Beyond I could see…

Now that I am at sea

I am all alone…

There is no one around me

No one… of my own!

But does that mean we shouldn’t rise

Not think of what we could be

And were they all cruel lies

That my teachers taught me?

So where did I go wrong

Where did I err?

In this journey… so long

Where… did I err!

And then I met my friends, my mirrors

They were all so good, each a gem

They told me about all my errors

For which my hearty thanks to them

I wasn’t wrong when I was at the shore

I wasn’t wrong when I craved for the sea

I wasn’t wrong to get more and more

I was wrong, 'cause I could not see… 

I was wrong, because I could not see

That it is love and friendship on this land

Which will forever remain of me...

Even beyond that empty hand

So now that I am leaving, tense I am not

Because I have a flower, not a knife

And it was in this place… that I got

The lesson of my life…

So now my friends… permit me to go away

And make my steps, swift and darting

Because only when I don’t stay

I will know… the joy of parting… 

Only if I don’t stay, I will know

The joy of parting!