In meandering paths of these hills
I have found those elusive skills

A whisper, a voice which refreshes me
That echo of echoes, which follows me

The valley, and thousands of hills present there
Like I was never lost, but destined to come here

My music is humming, the silence gone
In the instruments of melody, my fear is gone

I am free from my shackles of self doubts
My wings are ready to fly in these new routes

This is not the old me, it's my reincarnation
A new path, a new journey to a new destination

© Siddharth Sen