Your mind is a Universe,full of stars,storms and stories waiting to be told.
Moments to unravel like pages born from the birth of stars
Shimmer with perpetual motions that draw notions with clear veneration
Paths to tread and align with what soothes
Yet leads with tides, waves and heavy clouds
But dawn strikes a gleam to guide the way
Dream slept beneath tired eyelids
The sun does not ask who is ready
So rise traveler find voice again
It was only the Pause
before the light learned your name
Mar 14, 2025
Mar 14, 2025 at 3:24 PM UTC
Your mind is a Universe,full of stars,storms and stories waiting to be told.
Moments to unravel like pages born from the birth of stars
Shimmer with perpetual motions that draw notions with clear veneration
Paths to tread and align with what soothes
Yet leads with tides, waves and heavy clouds
But dawn strikes a gleam to guide the way
Dream slept beneath tired eyelids
The sun does not ask who is ready
So rise traveler find voice again
It was only the Pause
before the light learned your name
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