When I will be no more
I will leave my address with the storm
Storm that’s brings destruction along
Storm that scared the blue bird and made
the mariners lose their way in the deep sea
When I will be no more
I will leave my address with the cloud
Dark grey clouds that on a journey to eternity
The cloud that never speaks to anyone but moves on…
never cares to stop
When I will be no more
I will leave my address with the boat man
Grand old man whose sad tones even sadden the sea
Rowing the boat with white hairs flying in the strong wind
And you may find me when …
Storm that kills also brought along the seeds for a fresh new life
And when the dark cloud opens its window for the golden sunrise
The sad tunes of the boatman soothes the hearts that lost everything
And you may find me when there is still hope……
Anirban Dasgupta
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-i-will-be-no-more/
