How many pillars of temporary strength do I need to rely on ,
Till my eyes meet the one symbol of permanence standing tall ,
Making me believe in the aspect of meaningful perseverance ?
How many beliefs do i need to forge upon decaying thoughts ,
Till I come across thar one shooting star fulfilling the pot of my desires with its light ,
And making me believe in the idea of universal happenings for an eternity ?
If I roam in this strangely changing , chaotic yet mundane land long enough ,
Will I come across that one stream which encapsulates every altering permanence , to transform it into every wave of constancy I'll ever need ?