I find myself always at the bottom of slopes! All my journeys are towards top! Not to stay there! But just to slip down again! Agian and again and again! Slipping is not just to fall down! But just to climb up again! Again and again and again! Wind breeze comes now and then! She claps and cheers and shouts! Thats how she heals my mind! I fall into river now and then! Just to exchange the fluids! She gives her water to me, And I give my blood to her! Thats how she heals my body!