Self-Scuffle

At this moment, another journey is about to start
Last chance to rebel,
from this world within me, from your existence,
within each drop of its endless oceans
echoes of your melodious voice, among the gigantic
mountains there
the sweet smell of your presence in the waves of dancing air
even rocks and pebbles vibrate with a desire to breathe, to
inhale, to purify their soulless, beatless hearts
Achefullness of the body like changing weathers,
denied escaping,
for the sake of gaining peace,
don‟t know for a second or a moment, less than a blink of an
eye
I swear! I and my soul can’t
Let this world within an ending life fly toward the eternal
universe.

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