Not the same anymore.

In my cognizance,

Are still ingrained;

The first day there,

Weird and aberrant.

The shining warmth,

And the cold current;

Involved with the fragrance,

Were blue Cormorants.

The mountains ahead,

And the gorge beyond;

Minder the morphons,

Like a mother’s bosom.

The reticent rivers,

Incising valley towards epiphany;

And the silence behind,

Shouting it’s all in the mind.

People came and,

They went;

While I brought,

My mind on rails.

The wandering thoughts,

Over the years were lost;

To learn things,

Then blunt and freeze.

From land to sky,

And the Orion up high;

What stars were saying,

Was syncing inside.

In transit so intense,

And the hippie I met;

One thing I missed,

Was all I need.

A frivolous layer,

Of love and sight;

A temptation so strong,

Even the fate withdraws.

From one to two,

And three to many;

In a journey from,

Infinity to infininity.

What remained the same,

Was all I tamed;

It was lame but,

Selfdom played that game.

I was loud,

Did I shout?

What they said,

Was all I braved.

An empty frame,

On a wall like shame;

Facts were more,

To make me roar.

That reflects the soul,

In the past so strong;

Is not something,

To look around.

I bend my neck,

And dropped my jaws;

Still the corner eyes,

Were not so strong.

Where it starts is,

Where it ends;

The vicious circle,

Is still to blend.

Its an aureole,

With no tangent;

The broken chords,

Although exists.

Once you perceive,

And then you freeze;

But the mysteries,

Never ceases to exist.