I see what you don't see
Above clouds and in seams of time
The vision, a rapture
In my mind.
Above the stars, I see the light
My view is doused in an everlasting shine
Caught between enlightenment, I stand enraptured
In a constellation.
Below the ruins that break its fine
Disappearing in cracks of mud and grime
Marring the beauty of its time
The dust of the streets is undone.
The wilderness appeases my mind
The wildflowers are rife with vigour
O how I wish
The freedom of the meadows
Are mine
Upon which the carefree abide.
Then I remember
The words that I write
The dreams and stories
That takes me back in time
How precious they seem
Though
As if in consolation
The present remains
An endowment.
-shobana-
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