Trying to dig in the depth of the valley of your thoughts
To unveil the silk curtain hiding the hall of your secrets
To open up the casket of your symbolic gems.
What’s crossing your mind behind those beaming eyes?
What words softly spoken as a whispering enchantment?
As a songbird at dawn sings its awakening song.
Like a puzzled captain on his worn out ship
Heading to an utopian island miles away
Following a wandering star to an non-existent north
I seek a clue from the windows of your spirit
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