The sight of
Endless horizons
Journey
Stationed on
Soul’s eye level
The tail of tiny bird
Wags in a composing
form
Of a welcome and
departure hymn
Wings simultaneously
swing
In closed and open
customs in the air
Heaven and earth
Seldom meet each other
Revolving elusively in
their own spheres
Harmoniously
(31-5-13)
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