Wherever the vision is caravans are on the move
Sometimes they are remembered like lost happiness
It feels like being in a spring garden
Protecting drenched birds
Several attributes the trees have
Perhaps they also love old things
For many ages birds live I trees
In search of peace one is ready to go to any level
Unaware peace resides only at home
Mutual trust courtesies love and care
All are active on the road of love
Problems we don't want to sort out
Find them nestled amidst buts and ifs confused
If our vessel sinks it would seem
Whole sea is sinking all the boats
They have reached their destination kanwal
Certain of being lifelong companions
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