the man

The lonely visitor sculpted a secret destiny.
He walked by the road to success
And pondered by the side of confusion
And waited for the confirmation from affirmation.

It never came.

So he embarked on a new journey.
Into the forest of possibilities was a sight to see.
Life of all forms were taking place in his existence.
Without any bother at all, without any hesitation.

He sat by this enormous tree of spirituality.
The roots were strong and wise;
Igniting a flame from within by staying grounded.

The visitor was no longer lonely.
He walked on the road of freedom.

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