With the infinite symbol immortal,
In the parallel image so real
Are the lilacs so blooming eternal,
As we view constellations sublunar,
And forgetting about past sorrow.
In the recess of souls to wounds bound
That imbue our hearts with despair,
You will touch the eternal nirvana,
At the time you are close to arcana
And make date with life conscious around?
As you've passed earthly path to the middle,
Realize life is not space for chances
You will meet so again the Nasreddins
In Kuwait, or in high Aberdeenshire,
Will unravel mysterious pastimes?
Life is river, train calling expresses,
Everything is so flowing and changing,
Will the horses of progress make venture ,
With no interest just for adventure
When there are no sparks of light ranging?
And in lost texts of writings eternal,
Where are mingled confessions with painful,
Realize you will hours infernal
and the intermittent breathing internal
as reflection of role enigmatic
- Author: cellinic ( Offline)
- Published: November 27th, 2024 03:30
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 15
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