The Spirit's Surrender - Poem by Raniyal Niyada
Lament lazy times,
Passes around fast...
Neither did I write
Nor did I read!
Hanged in the traumas of life,
Weaving the thoughts all the time!
Aye a break I did take
From all the writing and reading!
Hibernating to gather up the spirits,
To soar higher and higher....
Away and alone from the sounds of horns,
Form the laughter of city bums...
Along the fading light of streets
I walked a thousand miles.
Dancing to the tune of nightingales chirruping,
Sleeping on the hays scattered around.
Drinking from the rivers,
And eating from the nature.
A life of primitive I lived all the while.
Meeting up strangers, humans and alien,
In all the turns of road!
Smiling at them alike,
I moved around leisurely...
Men and beast alike
Breezing in and around me...
And yet I walk alone in the woods,
Surrounded by spirits of all the kind
Yet alone, in the shell of my body...
Aye a white light did fill me...
Auras of joy and fulfillment...
All the long lonely times
Gave back me to the world so lethal!
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