Palms that hold dreams,
Got caught into sticky web of light
And made us drop all our belongings but our hearts and minds.
Are we great losers?
As dark petals struggle not to fall
Into the cosmic depth.
We hold each other…
If dust comes from the knowledge’s fire.
As we pass through the valleys of shadows.
The addiction of the soul,
If every thought of love would become a breeze,
The world would be an endless hurricane.
The addiction of the mind,
With it we conquered centuries
While many other worlds have died.
In this universe where everything becomes dust
We have not bloomed for nothing,
Neither you, or I, or him, or her….or them….
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