Shore of Fulfillment

Three dragons in the sky soaring
The moon witness to the futility of daily grind
Beauty in vast dynamics of appearance
And the spirit cries

You change the colour and I change the tone
Who lasts the longer in the tug of war
The rope being but a silly toy thrown
Into our lives
By the creator of distraction

Weightless I am yet so deeply rooted
See of emotion grabs my feet
With every step towards the shore
I either sink further or rise higher

How far to go
The straightforward beauty of flesh denied

See the inner lights
Tremble with joy my little shiny star

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