This life of mine

Abstract Oct 22, 2019

I am just another passing life.
From the dirt I rise, in the dirt I shall fall.
I spy with my pale eyes, this world so bright.
I’m crawling from the dark, into the light.
Like a lone candle flame in a windy evening,
I glide, I bend, I bow.
With every passing moment my light grows strong.
I’m a dancing blaze, the wind is the song.
Alone I walk past my memories, many to cherish, more to make.
I dream of wild nights and starry skies.
I see it all when I close my eyes.

– Surabhee Ghadi

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