Exploring the unknowns,
A place called me silently whispering in my ears,
I pursued the way with fear in my illusions,
And courage in my soul,
Lost in the alley of darkness, there lived a ray of light,
Moving with fear I perceived,
A twinkling glimpse of moonlight falling on the flowing water,
As water sparkles and chuckles,
Gracefully,
Encircled by massive textured rocks,
Climbing the rawness,
I felt still and smell the air slowly,
Remembering the remembrance,
Something that is long forgotten,
While cool wind entangled around me,
Conveyed the stories of mysteries,
I imagined them silently,
Losing myself from myself gradually,
I jumped in the cold and soothing water,
As river said, “Come, this is a way”,
“I know you are tired but don’t forget you are the sound of water.”
To be there…
To be still…
Until “To be” vanishes and stillness remains.
6 responses to “Sound of water”
Beautiful. Excellent last line.
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Beautifully written ❤️
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Thanks💫
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You are most welcome ❤️
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I like this. 👏
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Come And Enjoy This!!
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