By Madduri Satya Tejeswar
At long last, I finally see it, as my head whirled,
The beautiful and irrefutable haven;
A place so calm and tranquil,
I'm at the edge of the world.
The wind lulls into a state of serenity
And the air smells of salty relief;
It'll take a while for me to
Reach there, maybe 70, maybe 80.
I hear a faint thumping
As the wind seems to flee;
The world seems to stop
As I see the light shining.
By Madduri Satya Tejeswar
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