the walk by the serpent who spat his hood at my passing
in the woods i am born yet again
accumulate all that was always mine
no more haunted by the sense of time
blessed unicorn unknowingly spawned in me all that is pure
the river flowed ; full throttle
truncating mires of labyrinth
the stems curled into the grizzly web
a charred meteor kissed the hopeful grass dried
and the lamp cried all night long
the clouds answered while the sun was smiling mid sky
the colors shined in the mighty arc
nothing left in me by now only the now!
Please tell me what you think
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Hey thats a very sweet one.. It is interesting how nature, spirituality and sweetness combine and merge together difficult to demarcate which is which... Enjoyed it!!
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