Like time itself, I spin,
As every night, light cascades
From moons and galaxies above,
In my boundless night, stars and orbs reside—
Yet none as blue, nor bright as love.
Light peers into hollow minds,
Chasing shadows far away,
Yearning for the dawn of wisdom's glow.
The darkened valleys of illusion and ignorance
Now drift beyond my sight—
I float like a blade of grass,
In the time's flowing river,
Carried by the breath of divine will.
MyKoul
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