Every step i take,

in this valley of hope,

fills me up,

with unboundful bliss,

spilling out towards the seas.

of milk and honey and raisins it seems,

for all that is good and faithful,

for all that is grand and beautiful,

there is such a yearning from within,

to obtain keep and cherish these,

but desire merely compels,

it does die out eventually,

’tis desire everlasting,

truly amazing,

passionate and pure,

and never fading,

instilling hope,

for the present and future,

yet at the same time driving,

the chariot of the Sun,

onwards to that day,

the complete,


PS: Poor prose… planning to work on it,…. inspiration must be saved and recorded, otherwise it is lost.


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