Inner Journey Poem by Cyclopseven R

Just as the white dove that flies high
greeting the clouds of mighty white
me too journeying ever facing the clouds
in search of a destination of wondrous beauty
with a hope, this life will be brighter.

To entertain the depressed heart
I move with renewed perseverance
with a hope that the bitter life
be decorated with stillness of great splendor.

This new journey undertaken
is a meaningful token of inner exploration
a world of spiritual nature far from the transient
there exists the source of all wisdom.