Athang

In the hope of dawn
Walking to the east
Left the warm bed
Abandoned the rest
Many sleeping now
Enjoying the dream
Dreaming while I walk
That's a fair scheme
For the morning's kiss
Broke up with the night
Never had I thought
Whether was it right
I reckon in Bodhi
Which lit million minds
Solitude is what
Shapes the thoughts and grinds
Walking along the river
I let the thoughts to pile
Don't ask me my dream
It's like the river Nile

                                          ~ Achaleya