Like a firefly challenging the dark night,
Like a flower blooming without light.
She spreaded her wings,
to fly higher than sky..
To feel the zephyr
And to accept her byes..
Wanderers aren't alone..
They are finding something
In the corners of world.
The missing light?
A beautiful sight?
A powerful fight?
Or A lonely night?
No one knows except the All might.
She now became a wanderer,
Finding something..
In the mountains,
In the rivers,
In the cries,
In the shivers...
Listening to the rhythm of wind
Melancholic fears poured out..
Was finding love of God that hard?
That even universe didn't know about.
The fire in her heart Disrupted her emotions,
Like the Disruption a stone makes in still sea..
Will God love her,though she hated herself ?
Was the only question she could see...
She was called crazy in the end but,
That isn't where her journey halts..
For she met herself after eternity,
By finding stars ; in the faults..
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