Wazirnama

While strolling at the top, there is bloom, at the edge. There is also growth, from the valley to the sky. At the bottom, a library, liberated. The realization, no-one is greater than the Sun. The ocean waving hope. The sunlight through and through. Absorbing bliss. Illuminating the depth of the dark. Transcendental Zen hues.

blooming at the edge.

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