Rolling Like a Stone
Art is a
Beautiful thing
Caressed by the
Dark and
Enlightened soul!
Free from all, you
Gaze around in the
Hills of nowhere,
Indulged in a
Joint effort to
Keenly express the
Light inside you in the
Momentary flow of
Neat thoughts!
Outburst of nostalgic,
Passionate flares of
Quirky ideas
Rising in your mind,
Saving you the
Trouble of being in an
Unwanted world of
Vague encounters.
Wait till your time comes
Xenolith like, you start to fit
Yearning to be a
Zippy soul, you start rolling,
Rolling like a stone.
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