Quest
In such a time and a place,
Holding in the palm of its hand,
My birth.
What does this real estate seize for me,
Distance?
Wonder I do in the afar,
Reflecting thoughts of scattered.
I journeyed the millions of mindset,
Yet,
I go nowhere.
Than my watery eyes glaze for the Stratospheme of Hidden Behind Sky Curtains.
Only to see with the spirit-heart.
I am only a foreigner to my birthplace.
Now I smile,
Knowing to make the best of where I stand.
Yet,
Tthis land can never chain my desires to the stillness.
My soul will not allow death to kill my aspirations.
I live,
Therefore I travel my dreams of destiny.
My quest has breath,
Till I reach fullness,
No slumber shall be found in me.
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