burn for nothing...


Lost in the wilderness

I burn for nothing…

The snow falling incessantly,

I can listen to the distant cooing,

Someone is still alive!

The cooing turns to lullaby,

My eyes fill up,

Lullabies must be the earliest

Form of vocals…

Then the waves of air 

Turned into music blown through hollowness;

I realised, hollowness can resonate!

I continued to burn,

I wasn't bruised, but was glowing…

Miracles are for those who believe!

When silence speaks

And music fills the missings…

You melt into the 'being',

When everything start to exist-

Though it had existed forever!

And I burn for nothing...


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