When All Illusions Fall
Beyond the chase for gold or fame, A deeper thirst, without a name— Not sated by the world’s applause, But found in quiet, sacred pause. A pearl lies hidden, veiled from sight, Within the soul’s unending night; To find its glow, we dive within, Where transformation must begin. The world distracts with noise and light, But clues appear in fleeting sight— A song, a tree, a lover’s face, Hints of a…
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