A spontaneous journey

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A spontaneous journey to a destination unknown!
A thousand deflectors on way...

Praising and cursing in tandem!
Mind dancing to the mesmerizing tune...

There is a witness within, watching all the foolish plays!
Beauty of creation lies in the aesthetics of his destruction…

And existence, his divine play!
A force encountered in deepest search and of the glorious pursuit;

With the earnest desire to seek and absolute surrender;
A longing heart drenched in HER bliss,

Discovers that all the existence is,
An endless game…

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