5-.Inner Realm
- Silent explosion-
A tiny sharp dot of ray from behind
clouds,
A patch of floating cloud, is scattering the ray.
From the blooming face of the sky
evening dawns,
Thousands of birds towards their homeland winged,
at the dim light with their delighted minds.
With soaring flutter and the twinkle of stars,
Like leaves that fall from yellow, arid bough,
My mind is calm and tranquil, not disturbed.
The queen Moon on the still water, is reflected,
With full glory as in her silver Abbey.
With questions many a form down the ages stromed,
Clouded the mind and the query of heart,
Questions and tiredness ruined the quest of being.
The music of life that felt loss of tune,
With blows of charmed calm is restored rhapsody.
Life is an endless quest for more knowledge,
For more strength to be wellinformed to shun.
Knowledge is mud and with time it becomes bar,
Paralyse the quaking heart that wobbles with emotions.
The silence is deep and anexplosion,
and in this detonation quiet my mind.
A tiny sharp dot of ray from behind clouds, A patch of floating cloud, is scattering the ray. From the blooming face of the sky evening dawns..//
A patch of floating cloud, is scattering the ray. From the blooming face of the sky evening dawns,
Paralyse the quaking heart that wobbles with emotions. The silence is deep and anexplosion, and in this detonation quiet my mind.
The silence is deep and ane and in this detonation quiet my mind.
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Paralyse the quaking heart that wobbles with emotions. The silence is deep and an explosion, and in this detonation quiet my mind...//