The Songs

The wild wind sailing my ship,
The curtains billowing my empty space,
The silence of an eternity, broken with peace,
And the miracle of mirage
Manifested into truth.

This journey across the empty valley,
High walls of wilderness
Floating in the sphere of life;
The melting glaciers, gifting the life syrup.
The world goes around the vast cosmos, unaltered.

Such were the dreams I wove.
Such was the paradise I dreamt.
Such were the songs I wrote;
Lost in some obscured pages of antiquity –
The lyrics were forgotten, the tunes lingered,
Like a guiding star, sailing my ship across a starless sky.

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