Night Thoughts

How beautiful the night looks

So blue

So innocent

How great it smells

If only it could last


All the prayers as spirits soar

I can touch the air with my hands bare

Looking at the stars always feels

Brought back from the dead

On the way to come true

Wishes are

No dead end


Life is not opportunities

Life is not possibilities

Everything is written

Everything happens in the way it should


Hear the sound of engines

Like whistles of birds

To remind us of the life

We sometimes lack


I can hear the sun touching the ground

I hear it again when it rises

What a magical sound



I close my eyes

All ears

To hear the prayers

Smell the sand

And the sound of the sun

The second it rises from the ground


From ash to ash

From dust to dust

That’s what life is all about


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