That moment when water drips,From mountains, valleys, streams,To lakes, ponds, fountain,Is similar to,That moment when thought flows,From neurons to neurons in our Dear mind,To create maze, mystery, connections. That moment when water seizes an identity,From transparent,real,crystal,To abundance, scarcity, minimal,Is similar to,That moment when thought takes a silhouette,From dream, desire, purpose,To reality, acceptance, compromise. That moment…

It was like a lost piece,In a jigsaw puzzle,Flawlessly matches,And path traversed.Our journey started as a tragedy,Memorable accident.Before it was like raw “Beer”,Little by little,From melody to ambitions,From funny to the annoying side of us,Laughing and laughing,Without purpose.Later it was like neat “Whiskey”,Like a missile,Influencing our brain,From intense secrets to deep thinking,From flower to analogs…