Immortal Journey

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The morning sun emerged sleathily
Amidst the dew-dropped dawn blooms
Capturing me in the chill of daybreak
The trek comprising of just me, and
The undying view of the path ahead,
The undiminishing length of greenery,
The unmistakable fragrance of rain-fed mud,
The pleasant smiles of the wild flowers,
The humming bees pestering over blossoms,
The boundless sight of true beauty,
The simple, yet rich essence of creatures,
The undoubted chime of the chirpings,
The warm embrace to their heavenly abode,
The undeniable darkness of the rustling leaves,
The resistive breeze pushing me behind,
As though to convey a warning,
To protect me from something tragic.
The unending journey, for this one was
My heart thumped in merry rythm.
All the same, this divine excrusion
Is just a memory in my mind,
That I cherishably savor.
Everything draws itself to completion, Not in one, but countless means.
Made me understand the regime of life,
Even the warning of the concerned breeze
Hinting me that the immortal journey,
After all, is indisputably mortal....

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