Profundity

Silence reigns.

I let my mind

Play in the rain.

My thoughts are wet

Dripping down my soul.

It is cold

It is cold

The skin cries in vain

My mind plays in the rain

I the soul, loses all the stains.

I the soul, and mind,

In highest contemplation

In nothingness I become but everything.

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