Human soul is a deep unknown ocean,
Each one without an exception,
A vast expanse of land, some inhabited, some barren
A treasure box of jewels; some stolen, some rest secure
A permanent cellar of spoken and unspoken truths & lies,
A photographic film strip, retaining all images of life
A lost child
In search of father – a father who’s always near
Hiding behind an only curtain
A supernova when it breaks free
A black hole when it sinks within its weight
A poor servant to a monstrous brain
A perfect guide to a benevolent heart
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