I feel like a sunflower
Holding on to the last breath
At a window sill
Trying to reach
That last ray of light
To keep me alive
To help me fight
It's all good
I always say
For I still bloom
Golden like the first day
I seem unaffected
By layers of dust
Layers of time
For I will still bloom
Till the end if time.
And I wonder
For my next ride out
Out in the wild
Out in sun.
And I will tell you a secret
I love moon
And the sky beneath
So grey.
For when in clouds
The moon seems like an eye
Shining just at me
A bit shy.
The stare is intense
For it shudders me
To the core.
And yet I feel bliss
Like never before.
So I hang on
To the last ray
Of the sun
For I wait to see
My moon on spun.
Probably that's why am here
On this window sill
On earth
To see beauty
And beauty become I
To be open to give and receive
The sensation of truth and beauty
The feeling of love.
Written by - Mystical Wanderer
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