New Horizone Poem by ramesh rai
New Horizone
Dusk sublime the days toil
intriguited from worldly affairs
to pacify the world and to appease
Aroma of days toil inhale
mystic flavour to adjourn the life
pinacle gained or lost, no matter
life does not cease
the descending sun promises
to see on the morrow
let the creatures go to their den
to programme for new life.
life within death. death within life. a mystery every moment, everywhere, new horizone.
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4/19/2024 12:46:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
let the creatures go to their den to programme for new life. We need the night to rejuvenate. This zone is nice. Thank you.