The journey continues...

A flame grows tiresome,
A torch of life to spawn.
I stood on a pillar of sand,
Throwing rocks into a drowning ocean.
As I saw myself,
Not being myself;
But someone else
Who was a stranger to me?

My mind all blank,
Expressing not fear nor hate,
Drivel on the harsh side,
Acceptance to my existence,
With this soul I have arranged;
To believe of a spirit hold,
Where it talks to beings,
Didn’t you feel it?
Was granted the right,
To affect others life,
The brittle situation is nothing but,
What we believe is true.
The spark for,
Mind altering culmination,
Of our own endeavor,
To become who we are...

But I am the traveler,
Who seeks dimension. Under,
Glowing rays of the sun,
Melting inside,
And I know,
I will survive and so will you,
For A story...set to song
That greets my soul,
To where I once was
In future’s past-
Silence is golden...
The hills will obey-
Just a whisper.
Bitter silence...
Better days to shine.
In search of firmness
Not to buckle under pressure
Everything to live on.
The quest is to rise
And show thyself...
Our inner spirit is testament
Of grand miracle
And I have no doubts
Upon the matters of my being...