Soul Restorer

Lakshmi Ajoy posted under PenMuse-59 Poetry on 2024-01-19



Through tiny seeds of creation, a life so mystical, Born on the land of great seers and yogis magical, There were those who believed in this incarnation, A life so mystical, through tiny seeds of creation. His smooth and soothing words, a river of cascading emotion, Surging upon wandering hearts like waves of majestic ocean, Releasing the pains from the soul's golden prison like free birds, A river of cascading emotion, his smooth and soothing words. An unnamed wanderlust nomad, a free-willed explorer, He roamed upon the lands in a quest as his Soul restorer, All that he sought were the ebbing echoes of his inner comrade, A free-willed explorer, an unnamed wanderlust nomad.