Romming through the woods
I could hear a faint call
The call of the beloved
the logs broken decays
The dry leaves under my foot
Wispered..! ! ! mealodously... soft
Ringing bells of a far away church
Could be heard made me feel
That i am not alone.....
Where could i find him......
in the midst of forest?
Or in the steamy desert..?
Or in deep oceans?
Where to find Him?
Tell me................
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