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A Flow That Will Never Repose
A whisper murmured into my head
abundance of paths for you to tread

A whim sprang inside, a soul to refill
drops of mystery into veins to instill

A blue air above, if only one flies through
and an intriguing sea below of the deepest hue

A vast kingdom for a free shrewd Eagle
soaring in grace, dignified and regal

A tranquil ocean of flow that will never repose
a deep impenetrable silence, nothing to disclose

Infinity of horizons for one, a Self to stretch
touch the summit of death and rise with a new breath

Walk the paths of Nature and reach the well of silence
be it your mentor to fathom the secrets of existence.

By Besma

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