Let not tonight’s tranquil embrace you in slumber,
Go to the rooftop,
stand there with your reflection
listen to the silence of your breath.

How far is it?
someone is above this floor
another above that
and so on…
Going through all those stories, it would be dawn
to reach the rooftop.

go out to the river bank
and listen to the moans of the ripples.
Stand there,
under the darkest sky
reach out to the stars vanishing far beyond like a fireflies …

(inspired by words, thoughts, visuals, perceptions and feelings )

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