Nature

Exalted to the infinities

And in the deep desolation,
in the utter of slumbered pain;
a soul finds itself bruised,
to animosity of awakening love.
When the wounds bleed,
of unhealed words,
and scars scream loudly
with every vein pushed hard.
Lo! The heart aches,
while pumping pain around.
The eyes stare blankly,
in the infinity of darkness.
That is when it sets out
to liberate itself of plights.
And lands into the world,
of peace and amity.