Journey of the soul 

Bismillah ir Rahman ir Raheem

Swirls of colour,

Unite the universe;

Separate identities;

Stir emotions.


My head is home

To balls of colour.


They fill me up.


They blend with my soul .


The balls roll and bounce,


The colours,

threaten to spill.


Clouds of colour rise,

Warm the soul,

Cool my mind.


They collide and settle.


The final dust rises,

Makes me one,

With the universe.


Colours fill my sleep,

The eternal sleep. 


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