still,it remains silent
no one has yet learned
what life is saying
sometimes like your own, sometimes like a stranger
sometimes like tears, sometimes like laughter
sometimes like a river,sometimes like thirst is how it seems
it is the soft sound of silence
this life is god's blessing
no one has touched and seen it
it is the fragrance of experience, it is a scented wind
speak with your heart,listen to your heart
choose a soulmate from the heart
the world may say anything, let go of the world's thought
adorning them on your eyelashes, foster sparkling dreams
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