Far along the brink of horizon
I found an island,green and rich
Searching for the dwells ,had I move on
To see the world I want to clinch.
Far above the bed of clouds
I found an azure,clean and frost
Looking for the souls had I move on
To lure the self with what I lost.
Far beneath the skin of earth
I f got one space,warm and dark
calling the names had I move on,
to be a part of cryptic arc.
Far far inside thy self
I got one door,open and trite
with the retroes had I move on
to get inside and find the might.
All were there,with hands and toe
talking they,words not clear though
they looked the same with a distinct limn
happy was I or was old man of the sea
I cried but they laughed aloud
since they were free and I was like shroud
a shroud of life that needs a cover
a shroud of death that makes alover.
They came closer and held me tight
I closed my eyes and stood upright
when curtains lifted they were gone
I felt blessed,rich and bonzer strong.
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