I stand at the bottom of this silent canyon
So far in, there is only one way out
My sights settle up high
On where I want to be
In the blue sky, the clouds are dancing
Giving life and watching over me
Nature sings and rushes down to my ear
Whispering about the beauty of hope
The sun pours itself in with warmth
Bathing portions of my soul

I stand at the bottom of my silent canyon
Thinking there is no place I’d rather be
No place I’d rather spend my time

Kush Tyagi
July 22, 2006