The mind craves
to be carried away
far beyond
a serene world
where neither a drip of sorrow exists.
There were the soul flutters
lightsome like a bird.
Ξ€he body
frozen on the shore
gazing at the horizon
and the bird
steadily flies higher
until it disappears
between the clouds and skies.
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