In melodies sweet and deep,
does a mystic reside;
His heart ensnared
by divine music
echoing far and wide;
A soul immersed
in contemplation's deep;
Lost in the remembrance
of boundless being;
With will and devotion,
he seeks to find
awareness and enlightenment
to capture mystical thoughts
that dance within his heart;
He is always lost
in dreams and visions grand
about the supernatural
A spiritual mendicant
who roams tirelessly
in uncharted, unseen lands,
to collect the pearls
of knowledge and wisdom;
Through his verses and words
he does insist,
to bring to life the beauty
he doth see,
In nature's grace
and human mystery;
Oh, my dear mystic
lost in visions profound,
in your speech we find
the treasures
full of invaluable pearls;
Your words touch
the soul, the heart, the mind;
In your words
we find a glimpse
of what the truth might be,
Let your words resound
with echoes deep,
Showing off the eternal beauty
that shall never end.
MyKoul
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