Unguided; sheer wanderer by birth.
No boundaries to obey no attributes predefined,
A common element in all to shift,
Cant be tamed nor confined.
Treasure hunter; follows the unknown trails.
Itself the king itself the pawn,
One on one emerges from the turbulence,
Breaking through darkness into dawn.
Antique; a one of its kind.
Within it lies the pleasures within it the pains,
Complicatedly detailed nature to understand,
Overwhelmed with joy as its sight remains.
Hectic; quiet spoilt and yet lovable.
Keeper of the ultimate and hence the goal,
Simple, subtle, fresh as ever it kindled,
The very(within me): my heart, body and soul!
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