We will talk about life and death
There will be memories and hopefully some reveries
Yet, it is all in the name of gaining sanity, maybe a perspective
Because we all are driven by what our heart desires
Clichéd or not, it’s all about what it aspires
We will talk and discuss and write and cuss
Till the time there is a vision or a trudge
And we shall be revealed of what lies beneath the mask
An answer to the questions we always ask
For now it does not matter if the glass is empty or half full
All that matters is if you feel the silent pull
Welcome.