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Mind, a bumbling tunnel of reflections,
Of past and nows, dimwitting the thens,
Tranquil triumphs will hail in its sky,
As it nurtures tenacity than tumult,
Tiding calm upon arduous troughs and crests.••🧿••
Body, the ship of seven world residents,
Inhabiting threads till it perishes to wilt,
Tranquil triumphs shall hail in its sky,
As it withers every chase off its dens,
Seeking to hibernate in the hush of horizons.••🧿••🧿••🧿••
Rhyme scheme: ABCDE|EDCBA
Belief Behind:
Mind is endless, and body is mortal. Tranquility is when both experience the glee of perseverance until the written end.Mytho-element:
Seven worlds: Seven lokas refer to the seven heavens (bhu, bhuvas, svar, mahas, janas, tapas, and satya) and hells (atala, vitala, sutala, rasātala, talātala, mahātala, pātāla and naraka).••🧿THANKS FOR READING! 🧿••
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