Amidst the pain, I see the joy of jumping that I could not resist. So here I capture the same in few lines. On an untravelled road At a reflecting point Jumping into the depth of the sea Picking the wings and flying sky high Watching the beauty widespread. Everything around, Same as everything within. Curious to know the difference Again diving in and flying high. Repeating again and again. The joy of jumping observes What is within Is observed outside The only thing not changing Is the change. Life is knowing The joy of jumping Within pain. Whatever said and done Everything that is, is the change.