Following the river, sun drowning far enough and the landscape at goodbyes with dusk.
A sigh made by fauna and little tired of the everyday ruskus, Looking to the other side of life with nothing else to worry.
The great or the greater, everything seems to comes slow. Reciting prayers for the fulfillment of purpose for being with the greater being.
With just one little step and I am near enough closing my eyes Listening to the lullaby.
Oh Ru the Soul…©®