Moist with murky sojourn
Journey transponds to
The Call eternal!
Garb unspoken
The mist sublimate
Dearth of evidence
Is not my daunting
Death the companion
I desire not
When compassion out flow
From thy Divinity
Defy not thy opulence
Hey Lord!
Only in thy wait
I blink not
Not the living
But the wetness
I desire
At every steps
Of my stay!
Unkempt desire
Auger in my soul
A hole which
Transpires through breath
Up till when
As all forlorn
Escape I from this
Murky sojourn HERE!
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