I got back to the silence of the mountains
It was like breath
Like soul
I felt the vibrations
The call back to peace
Even though I’ve been removed
And have been coming back
The absence
And refreshment
Was like a blood transfusion
It is there
On that Mountain
Deep into the woods
There’s nothing there
But eternity and me.
Seeking Solace in the Horizon & Beyond
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True wealth is the wealth of the soul
Poetry by Dr. Abhinav Majumder
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Listen to your inner self..it has all the answers..
Because we’re all recovering from something.
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