A solemn thought I often brew
Off angels and demons
Cobwebs and butterflies
The ancient mirage of the sage goes by
Innocent and pure , untouched as you maybe
An ocean of learning you encounter slowly,
Vision to touch and stark reality,
An almost made up grand facade ,
You see, you feel , you agree
A life , less known!
You tread alone !
Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 2:44 AM UTC
A solemn thought I often brew
Off angels and demons
Cobwebs and butterflies
The ancient mirage of the sage goes by
Innocent and pure , untouched as you maybe
An ocean of learning you encounter slowly,
Vision to touch and stark reality,
An almost made up grand facade ,
You see, you feel , you agree
A life , less known!
You tread alone !
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