When dwell we not by clouds
- amazed - we walk upon the Earth.
And when the wind set clouds apart
- when suns come shining - we hover
upon crystal air, bathing in the light.
And our thoughts swarm like stars,
and like golden bees they feed
on nectar - in a hive of Desires.
15/09/2016 © Neran Sati
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