I yearn to journey forth,
Through time's unyielding flow,
Until naught remains,
Neither he, nor she,
Not even you,
A realm distant, ethereal,
And still more remote,
Not only traversing woods,
But venturing further still.
Not along the shores,
Abuzz with cresting waves,
Nor within the verdant meadows,
Alive with joyful chirps.
Away from the ocean's depths,
Where elusive creatures creep,
And the rugged hills persist,
Where life finds its foothold.
Through the encompassing nights, I toiled,
Days surrendered to tranquil slumber,
Until I arrived at last,
The Sanctified Cove.
Beyond the vanished,
A future concealed from sight,
Everything cloaked in subtlety,
Yet there I stood ever present.
© Irfan Suhrawardy. All rights reserved.
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