Reach

I will not reach to the stars
Not even l m dreaming
I dont want to step on moon
That much of task I dont want
Reach to Everest
Not necessary
Its too risky
I m not even focusing on any peaks
Its not the peaks that hold gems
But the valleys
I want to be in the bottom of the valleys
Touching sand and grass
Yet upwind forces me to reach heigher
I want to feel high
I will loose touch of the ground
Its easy to fall
Will break a leg if i do
But the ground benith will hold.

I will tell the stories of the stars
Wars of thunder gods
create the home so soft, soft like the moon
Everest, the peaks will be the roof top
Stick with the ground, sand mud, water and grass
Where imagination is boundless
Together we are the gods of all stars