oh , God
where can i search
neither you are an air
to have a smell or touch
nor you are a light / fire
to glace your elegance
or you are a water/ ice
to take in to full of hands
so many says so many things
whereabouts of you not known so far
how far shall i wait for you being a mortal
all have gone away with out noticing you in their life time
before the flying kite falling down to earth, let me have a glimpse of you