Emptiness to Abundance.
Life is a pretty cascade.
It is brim and profound.
Sometimes it dwells as frivolous.
But it never leave it’s worth.
It is a viva in our monotonous heart.
A heart of same rhythm.
A heart of less passion.
A heart of finding self.
A heart of miscellaneous love.
But once there will be a cadence of rhythm.
But for once the water will flood.
But for once it will be felicitous.
And then my soul will rejoice.
My soul will be enslaved from my body.
My soul will blend into vivacious universe.