I
seeking to redeem actions of goodness
like candle flame, eating moths and darkness
slowly turning self into melting drops
the warmest, warmer, warm and cold
getting erased steadily till the last drop
adding to sculpting snowy gold 6'x2'
horizontal statue.
The END. Is it so? No.
Life after death,
goes beyond comprehension
as a soul wanders in oblivion
to light other one, somewhere.
Again I
seek to redeem past actions of goodness
like candle flame, eat moths and darkness.
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