Steps away from me…

When you attend your very first day at school,

I will be there, holding your hand, taking you in,

Watching you as you walk apprehensively

towards those who will be part of your future.

And a small step away from me…

When you attend your first day at college,

I will mostly see you off, as you set out,

confident, full of wonder, excitement

with me looking at you in mixed joy…

taking your next few steps away from me…

When you attend your first day at work,

You may ask me for some advice, or maybe not

but I will still be around, should you need me

as you take a first step towards your career,

and a lot more steps away from me…

Steps away from me, they are not to be thought of,

its part of the circle of life, it is.

I may sound nostalgic, a tad bit sad, but I’m not

I just wonder what you would be thinking, feeling,

as your friends, your colleagues, your girlfriends,

ask you the meaning of your name Rohāmrta,

will it invoke a bit of sentiment in you, pride maybe?

Would you remember me for that brief moment,

and smile? Would I be able to see it?

Steps away from me, they are not to be thought of,

its part of the circle of life, it is.

For we do have our slight little moments,

That belong to us and us only,

And those steps don’t really matter,

because they cannot create distances,

in the matters of the heart. No they can’t.

Steps away from me, they are not to be thought of,

its part of the circle of life, it is.

its part of the circle of life, it is.