Monday, October 7, 2013

Peace.



I sail, in pursuit of an obscure, overshadowed treasure,
over the colossal ocean, down the reticent ripples.
Into the faraway, remote panoramic blues
I immobilize and latch my perception,
And I ultimately discover it.
In the secluded depths,
I realize myself.
I procure,
Peace.

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Written under 'The Nine Flavors'
Flavor: Peace (Shanta Rasa)
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-Ashish

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