Silent Souls

The Mystical land is full of fantasies and mysteries. It has silent souls – spirits of history. They shine like a new Armour. Only softer with with their chemistry.they talk in musical notes – the sound of universal history. Peace n bliss of cosmos. Fauna and flora , desserts and moss. Aah!!! The sound knows it all. Past n present. Geography and history. It takes into account – every breath, every street.

In every tiny dust particle lives a history. Moon dust they call it. Moon dust of transcendental history. Glittery turns sky – sky dust star mystery. It talks with spirits – all alive and free.  There is no one medium to live for them. They live in wind, water, fire even like tree. They are the spirits – happy in spree.

There are loads of expressions, loads of emotions too. But they are all free. Flying in a crew. All live together. All talk in peace. All love each other. All sing in glee.its a happy place I must say. Happy for all of them. The spirits, the spirit, the dust , the stems.

After all its all one. After all we are all one. The cosmic elements. The stars and sun. all a part of universe. All make it one.

Peace and glory, khushi n gum.

Life is music.music is one. The voice of souls. The expressions of wisdom sun. that which glorifies upon everyone. One that beautifies dark like sun.

Aah!!! They love darkness. It brings them their sun. they call it moon. More happy then sun. it is cool by nature. It’s a mystical creature. It smiles at all. Highs and falls.

Its all learning – the cosmic wisdom. It keeps going on and on – in different cycles. Some never listen to that music. For some its disturbing drum. Some love to rock with it. Some call it one. Some marry her to chide. Some keep it on their bum. Its all the jiggle of life. The stars the earth the moon and sun.

N yet they collide together in unison. To work with diversity. Make it all run. And hence the spirits chant all one – we are all one. We are all one.

 Written by - Mystical Wanderer