I’m standing in a place Where everything I believe Does happen Only if I say so Before I even say it or do it It happens in the way I make a universal call I do believe for there is a connect Deep and wide I always search for answers In a million dreams that keep me alive Who is who? What is it? There exists nothing That I can’t be. I’m standing in a place That appears magnificent How is it That I will be with me forever Until the sunset meets the morning sun. I walk down and stop I sit and simply watch The roads, the folks And the ways Stories are told I’m standing in a place While I am growing old As I look around and see There are some things you just can’t see I’ve known myself a long go I had picturised myself in the theatrical shows Who is who? What is it? Who better than you know? I’m standing in a place Where one be one with self And just be Truly there be freedom then If we have the wholeness In whatever we want to be. We all are up to a discovery of self. Many a times we do find ourselves and then we don't stand in a place and well try to say we got lost. Lost is not necessarily lost if the ways to reach are defined. Stand in a place where you truly want to be FOUND.