I wait for that sudden call
Where I'm told life's miseries are over
For that one moment where I can be told "you can rest now,its enough"
Where I can sit and enjoy sunsets
Laugh and smile the same way others do
View the world in a different light for all its pleasures
And not sit around daily and twiddle my thumbs
Waiting for the sudden call.
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Words Of A Mystic Nation
PoetryIt's not for the mind but the soul,heart and nourishment of the body.🌼