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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