moving out

moving out the empty streets filled with dry leaves like the Autumn
falls in Winter soothing the Seer, the enlightening Sun shining bright
simply Being is the pleasure engrossed with nothingness and the time
no bar, nor does its tightness exists but simply Being a treasure
for legs and hands move with no importance to direction
but ‘Simply Being’ is above all

thoughts taken over by the cold wind touching the bare skin, the dropping eye lids
fall with the falling leaves leaving the trees, announcing the free life of wisdom
and sincerity towards the given gift by the Nature, graciously gliding
the Seer, enjoying the simple, gaining wisdom
with every smile of love, the indestructible beauty growing palatable
for every kind of plate ever to be presented


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