Rest

Rest

To Rest!

I look onto my fading flesh,
Remembering how after the rain air smells fresh!
And then I think of an emerging Soul,
Hearts eventually call for a fall!
A shadow is def yet it can see,
Hidden beneath all the steps of all that are were and will be,
Truth breaths smoke,
As lies feast on all what time had broke,
It is as if flames listen if thoughts spoke!
I feel the presence of an absence that hides a quest!
A noble bravery at its best!
To rest,

By: Laith Aktham Qusus

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