Standing besides the delf
I realized that even journey to afterlife can be breath-taking.
The gleam of ranges in front of sight brightens up the persona of natural being.
The stones below my heels brings me to the realization of various hurdles that lies my way
but also at the same time there’s a vacuum in life without it.
The heart enrolled up in the sky through the medium of my hands is my lust and desire to be close to it
and feel it’s indubitable artistry.