Like a golden flower of raindrops
This silence ever unfolding
Bird on a wing
Leaving no footprints
In the blue sky
I fly with you
I fly with you
Burn all the bridges behind
The sun never meets the moon
The river runs to the ocean
I'll only be drowned by you . Just as the wandering mind
Is seeking for peace
In it's futility.
It is revealed to be
Like fish in a sea, so thirsty.
And just as the sun never comes and
Meets the moon,
The mind bows to give way
To the mystery.
The invitation is to
Fly like a bird to the sky,
Where you cannot see any trace of footprints.
They are left behind,
Now you walk without feet and fly without wings,
And the flowers shower.
copyright: m.m.
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