Being shattered within, sailing away into sunsets of
tomorrow with no hopes or promises following.
Forging pathways for self, leading with lights of
eternity in front, tasting bouquets brought through
all senses of being.
Learning to distinguish and blend them with one another
on different plains, being taught by an innate talent
from intellect.
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How does one even comment on a poem as this? Every line is just perfection! ! The best of poetry, This will be one of my favorites.