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Embellished in flowers

This is the moment of realisation. The moment when the truth seeps in and my heart slowly sinks in the ocean of despair. I didn’t know it would feel like this…

Eyes, dreamy as ever, and breath so tranquil, it shook the wind. For the first time in my life, I’m not confused; I know what’s happening. I feel so alive, suddenly.

I’m glad I’m embellished in flowers, not jewels, for now I’m submerging in my bed of blossoms. One can not make the difference between me and the flowers, now.

It’s time for me to go to sleep, I guess. As I take my last breath, I tell the flowers to close my eyes, for I don’t want to see a world without me. All I want to do is, fall into deep sleep and only see my inner self.

I ask myself, “Have I finally escaped this labyrinth of suffering?

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24 thoughts on “Embellished in flowers

  1. Kamya didi, this is definitely a favorite. I am speechless after reading this, seriously. The last line hit me like a bus. There’s nothing more beautiful and euphoric than discovering your own self. Love this post, it’s out of the world.

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