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The floating lantern

A thousand flashes
Jubiliant on the spread
Blanketing the vast void
Print wonder inside

They glow, bloom
Flash, burst, jiggle and wave
They rise and spread
Instil joy for a moment

And disperse into the dark
Like they weren't there
But a spark rises onto the spread

Creates little memories
But floats away with warmth
As serene as the behind

Meditating upon the void
It drifts past the thousands
That bloom into nothing

Swims past all the glory
Like nothing matters much
In life

It flies in silence as light
As a kite, yet holding in
The warmth, the joy and peace

It moves on, lasting longer
Than the flashes that make
A mark to not last

And fades away
With serenity in its drift
Creating peace in my yonder.

Comments

  1. AnonymousNovember 23, 2013 at 9:13 AM

    Illuminating :)

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  2. Gayathree....November 24, 2013 at 2:14 AM

    Thank u maithri :)

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  3. S. Susan DeborahNovember 25, 2013 at 9:49 AM

    Such a soothing feeling created by the lights here.

    Joy always,
    Susan

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    1. G's worldDecember 4, 2013 at 10:07 AM

      The feeling was intended to be instilled. Thank you so much Susan :)

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