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Sun is sleeping on the leaves,

mountains staying by the lakes,

mother caressing her child,

traveller chasing their dreams.

Ignorant people pushing for a win,

spiritual success coming at a cost,

empty heart all around the dinner table,

lost in their own search.

Reaching the destination,

filling eyes with more light,

heart scared of the night sound,

searching for a shelter.

Arriving at the door with no walls,

opening the door with no choice,

one foot stepping on the snow,

another resting on the grass.

Seeing multi-universes with one mind,

one cold, another warm with ears burning,

realising this self-creation,

moving forward one step at a time in surrender.