There is nothing far beyond
Beyond our thoughts or eyes
World is too old now
New seeds must germinate
Holding on to nascent courage
Wisdom to embrace itself
Flaying the dirt off.
What’s the worth of a dream
Beyond two eyes?
For a flower can’t prosper, enclosed
For a river is nothing beyond its flow
For air is futile, amidst closed windows
A seed must germinate
In its own veil of aspirations.
For life is long
Days are shorter
Time racing away with Past
We must take hold of Present
Hold onto ourselves
And fly to future..
Beautifully written 👌
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Thank you..:)
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