Mandalas
Many different directions,
adventures as yet unknown;
Nothing prepares you for oblivion,
doused in hypnotic battery acid;
All your dreams are sure to bloom
living in the moment of every turn;
Always a stumble of pure perfection,
surely you will awaken.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2016
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