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A Thirst

With a Heavy Heart, I walked upon

Lonely, Heart deserted and thirsty

A moment of melancholy pushed the soul deep in repression

In a way pressurizing for a solution

Not knowing the way, I still walked alone

More secluded and buried deep in contemplation

Occasionally dispersing among the clouds

Misting away in evening gloom’s delight

As walked more and more, legs begged rest

I solaced my legs and wearied mind under a tree's crest

Looked upon, looked beneath, glanced all around

And Closed the eyes hoping none to surround

Various images filled my mind’s pane-

Withering leaves, evolving time, days and nights

Young and Old, Body and Soul;

Virtues and Sins; choices and changes;

I let go all of them

One after another, One over another

They flashed, disappeared and re-appeared

Until soothing breeze emanated from within

I started paying attention to this mystery within

Not in my control, Breeze flowed better and better

Making the burden of my soul lighter and lighter

I asked what is next as all appeared to be a mist

Breeze flowered out

Bridging the within and without

I am in the middle as the fragrance' let-out

Offered at the Glorious One's profound

Silence spoke the secret of the mystics

In expression subtle and exquisite

I am became my Own

In identifying with the Truth of the One who truly owns

Deciphering secret codes of silence

My heart merged with the Universal resilience

Amidst the ever moving and unmoving galaxies

I found alone again but joyously with a thirst of different buoyancy!

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