I flow, I flow, endlessly
No source in sight, nor destiny,
Is it my propensity or fate
To disembogue into thee…
I pour my innards constantly
My journey is not to find
But to lose myself into eternity
In countless footsteps assigned.
I wonder where I’ll reach one day
What horizons will bear my trace
What path will be my legacy
Which trails will my memory grace.
I hope my waters won’t fade away
Into the desert sands of time
I wish to swell into the mighty salts
From mortality, into oneness divine.
I look for my
purpose sublime……
MS
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