Esse

May 3, 2023

1 min read

By Sneha Anna Thomas

The purity of this land,

The vastness of this space,

The nothingness we return to.

The earth chirping it's sweet harmony,

To the void round-by,

Singing of the specks,

A greater value…

These specks of life.

By Sneha Anna Thomas

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