Thinking Poem by Prativa Dey
Thinking
Forget about thinking
I thought
In the country of the spirit to find
I left,
Then the wings matched
Took the horizon into the depths of the ocean,
Going to find the bottom floor
I found a kind of sea,
I found gems in that box
A stone of wilobasa,
It touches my mind
Is playful,
I can see
We all own
After nobody has
We are all special in spirit
A part of the Supreme
One.
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