I


I am the fire in the rain,
Who is struggling for her survival!
I am the sound of the vacuum,
Which no one had heard!
I am the levin, who is hidden behind the clouds!
I am that gold rich islet, that no one has found!
I am that lock,
Whose key is still to be made!
I am the beating heart
inside the dead man
which still had not allayed!
My address is infinity,
Where no mail addresses!
I'm the waning moon,
whose brightness is yet to be shown!
I am beyond the depths of the ocean!
I am the spectrum within the white flash,
what's needed is just the vision of a prism!
I am that arcane blaze inside the seed who has the wisdom of infinitude,
Soul of benevolence!
Under whom the world would find it's depth!
Time is ripening,
Thunder would growl out of the clouds,
Infinity would get its definition
And I would show my worth!

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