The glow of dark
And the sound of the pond.
Never ending flow and
The never ending storm
Binded to the world
Crunching the crunch.
Released to the atmosphere
There is nobody home.
Love is the remain
And the existence its world
Far from the materials
Cumbested to the whole
The jungle of silence
And the hunt of the pearl.
Standing in the bracket
We all are full of errors
The lover is love
And this love is beyond pure .
Nothing at my feet stands
I am hanging up above
The never ending flow ,
Then suddenly stops
Out of the universe
To the new horizon
Where the soul enters.
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