Soul as light as feather
more effulgent than the sun
mocking leaves that wither
unto to the earth for all gone
Freedom of heart is
what embitters disharmony
until it reaches peace
to its sweetest symphony
Care less about the drifted boat
for waves, they are kind
Cast away that restless mind
Let body touch the void to float
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RandomIt just started with the only poem I titled "Forbidden". I did not imagine I would have a sudden thought of making it a collection. This will be updated every... well, I can't promise because I am working. Maybe in my spare time and 'poetish' moment...
