There I walk in a little hill forest,
A sad heart broken beyond repair,
Broken dreams and soul in despair,
Everything seems just a futile glimpse of shifting mists,
Big questions stare in my face,
is it light embracing darkness?
Or darkness welcoming light?
Loss, longing and love
brewing a mist in the morning forest,
I walk on a lone path,
Then the sunrays streak in,
Everything turns into love,
Loss and longing glide away with misty vapours,
Love is nothing but all the lesser emotions sublimated fully.
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