Turning point
I must feel it’s purityWithin myself,
Grow in me,
And draw from me
My blood,
My thoughts,
The nature of my existence
On this gentle paradise
Of natures given love,
A light complexion
Of brighter days;
Then shall I be one,
A single mind
Known to my greater self
To make in unison
That self.
I shall know my day
And seek my house
Alone, satisfied
And free.
Poetry by vidura rambachan
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Written on 2023-05-09 at 08:36
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