The radiance ignites the passion
Ashes float in the serenity
Smoke fills the soul asylum
Enveloping you
The Ghost unchained,
Peace attained,
The high welds a sculpture,
Of divine solitude,
Each puff of spirituality
The tranquil senses follow
Ultimately everything has to come to an end.....
Dousing the spirit
Only to light one more .........
RAGS
and again ... and again ... the mad cycle of passion, serenity, peace and solitude continues ... :) *puffs*
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