Of Surreal Things

By Arshiya

It’s beautiful somehow,

To share and know,

That there’s someone,

Who can go on,

Sail and fly and dig the entrails.

With quirks and giggles,

Of all the dark and grey,

Of all the light and gay,

With the Joy of existence and 

The pain of existence.

It’s beautiful somehow,

To share and know,

The lavish spread of experiences,

Do long for expressions,

Where the realm of physical reality,

Ruled by tangibilty,

Has surrendered to transcendentality!

By Arshiya