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any picture comes to my mind, i try to give it a body of words, love to sit on other blooms, for honey, color, fragrance........
Tuesday, 18 November 2014
Identity
If you ask me who I am
I’d say a rivulet perhaps
Originated from love’s paradise
Flowing all life
Discovering surprising bends
Towards an unknown infinity
With the dream
Of giving up this identity
To become one with it
I have sung
Danced
Mingled with many a stream
Our kinds varied
Nevertheless we grew
Together we made this journey smooth
Over jagged rocks
I have moaned
Even have frozen
Suffered separation
When parts of me
Branched out
At different times
Taking new course
But the flow is not without joy
I’ve loved this life
In this long pilgrimage
I have seen the sunrise
The moonlit silver streams
And also a Pole Star
My wavy notes dream
Of never losing the way
Into
some dreary deserts
Rather as the time will draw near
Let the dark sky twinkle
With the hope
Of touching the Infinite One
Posted for Brian’s prompt
Identity @ Poetry Jam
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