The soul takes its own last flight
when the final breathe takes off !
just like the seeds of a Dandelion
floating, moving freely in the air,
catching,riding along with wind ;
higher and higher, fly and vanish;
A feel of peace, ultimate relief begins
surviving through  staggering pain.
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By
Williamsji Maveli
[email protected]
www.williamsji.com
Copyright © 2013 Williamsji

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