Mist – You Shall Be Free: By Aparna Sharma

Lightly step over the maze on your palm

And Life- you shall be free!

The shroud gets entangled in thorny bushes

The black bird sings for the love of the thorn in its breast

But the notes of the song echo deep into the night

The spirit, beyond, is free

Rise gently above the whirlpool of thought

and mist- you shall be free

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