Let it blow first as it’s the only volatile

Let it blow first as it’s the only volatile

Lets die before you get the ticket of freedom.

And behold the mystery but not the manifestation

Cause its simply the trivial coloring……

Thus, we be the temple of serenity, not a piece of form!

Let not urge for the explanation, oh my ancient friends

Who could grasp the words among the tacit wordings

Let decorate the life through the true words

And twirl within the watery flow

Desire-less, crave-less blow!!

Where the night is bright

And the day without tongue

Let me flow through the words of slip of paper

And let me be soft as water as it accomplish everything.

 

28th April, 2016

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