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The theme is spirituality. It has a a mystical touch to it, asking you to lose yourself. |
| The Scents of Oblivion Inspired by and dedicated to Miss Purple The Scents of oblivion, pure and whole like the washing away of all there is beneath the isle where rests my soul like the reaching out of untorn bliss A fragrance imbibing all others like the newness of spring pouring in A bough that's never known shudders of a calm breeze, or an ardent wind Evading the two reassuring eyes of Wisdom, stemming from past alarms or the Vision, where the future lies like running, Today, into mother's arms Free from the time of a biased tense Rushing along with Gushing streams cascading down the edge of sense into the Senselessness of dreams You can't fathom, how a creeper runs while reaping only the seeds you sow You'll never know how, O Prejudiced ones, to grow away from where you grow - Akro |