Melting In Bay of Bliss
When the ordained walkway long
winds endless uphill and time is finite,
the desolate mind loses direction,
soulful wisdom gives the insight,
then the resolve becomes a river,
that finds the course on its own,
sails you to the serene sea sublime,
you melt beguiled in bay of bliss alone.
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January 21, 2020
For Brian Strand Contest A Strand (1075)
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2020
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