If only I could spread my wings
Where there’s no air left,
I would be borne by something,
Other than the wind.
The rich wilderness of the Artist mind
If only I could spread my wings
Where there’s no air left,
I would be borne by something,
Other than the wind.
Ashwini Pawar Kaarthikeyan
Kaarthikeyan Kirubhakaran
Hema