Sunday, January 15, 2012


a rosette rising
leaving the myriad of coloured ocean waves
i dwell in the rising sun
death of self is just a beginning

i am but a traveler
on this merry go round of life
going forth towards change
galloping in the horizon of nature's light room

my constellation is crumbling
on the innermost rocky shores 
eroding the reality i have created
change does not sit still

duration is infinite
the dove sees not decay
but glides on sparks of love
a creation of my heart

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