Days of the Human Existence
The day doesn’t end when we leave its embrace,
Dawn heralds a fresh day as twilight settles in its nest,
Happiness isn’t found in overflowing stained drums,
Navigating the unknown has been an experience,
Oh, how the mind falls into the abyss of darkness,
The portrait reflects our colours,
As the soul searched for light,
We see the tendrils of gloom trailing us,
The cycle of existence is a vast sea,
As long as I see the sky, I will hope in the Light of the new day.
- House of the Unseen
-Mysteries of Nature
- Happiness in the Less
- I Am Thankful For
- Depression
- Three Sides to Every Story
- A Part of Reality
- Not Near Zion
- Cycle of Existence
- The Sky and the Light
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