The hot moonlight entered my soul
I squirmed; wondering about the possible End.
Or was it the beginning ?
Churning the past with strength
Verdant memories with azure backdrop
As I saw the gyrations of the eternal
Amidst the percussion sounds, It looked primeval.
A gentle breeze begins to blow across the heartland
making waves in the blood of tomorrows.........
I gather my leaf - walk away to the shore
Cast everything into the sea - i walk back
Towards tomorrows !!
In meditation, I rise above the night
To brightness, brilliance...
My eyelids droop -
Sleep ! !
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