Beauty Benigned, Reason Re-Aligned
At the edge of abyss, trails cannot be found
Those who wander here seldom return
Those who venture into this region
Fall, like the crimson apple
Shed thier weight like the skin of snake
And blossom like a million blooms
Beauty benigned
The glint in your eyes
Doust Thou wish to travel this path?
The quiet, the faint who whisper in the depths of sleep, who spin their poetic souls into the fabrics of peace.. every moment houses memory, and these memories drops in the well of solitude.
The solemn staring eyes dissapate
The building blocks of faith lose thier weight
And life again travels unhinged
Rolling rapids of rapture
Doust Thou, brave soul
wish to scavenge this land?
Elements bend
Branches of eternal wings
Taught by timeless winds
The ember of oar
The chambers of Earth
Beneath dialect
Beyond doubt
BE
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