If I can have one night
of limitless light
and loudest silence
with my spirit in sight
We will speak in quiet,
a special meeting of us.
Unwind of the soul,
revive the spirit,
re-energize the flesh.
Then query spirit of tomorrow
like am sure to reach there
and of tomorrow of tomorrow
like am sure to conquer here
and yesterdays of today
like I need the perfect guide
And I ask my spirit if I will win in life
Just as quest where I will lose to death
And query what the soul loves
just as much to know the flesh distastes
But much we consult on our strength
like we are going for war knowing our weaknesses
Then deliberate on happy us, in all defiance to alarm
Oh no! flesh is tickled and cant defy the morning light...
Wishing for another
one night of limitless light with my spirit in sight …
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