He, Something Beyond We

I do not know the real taste of life
Which I want to know from Him.
I want to know the depth of life
which prompted me to count the tides.

How pity I spent these years not by getting
The schooling made by Him,
For all those illiterates who donate
their one and only mystic world.

I want to make my life a stream
which flows and flows amiably
without any turbulences ,
except those ones He would gift me.

He being the centre of we
the whole universe itself
who the only one who drink the soul of
The infinite, the uncertain, the esoteric
And the marvel one, the only one THE LIFE.

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