Neither an objective,
nor an aim to hold high
up in the sky
Neither dross nor prosaic
to lose or let go
cut and dried
Just an ambience
beautifying the moments
and experience of life
Like night, like firmament
enveloping
the stars twinkling
Like the unseen air
carrying
the fragrance of spring
An ambience that need be
not enslaved
to that or this
But fly free
like a bird that needs
no wings
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