Vessels in the Wind

Vessels In The Wind

One day we will all become vessels in the wind flying high in the deep blur sky. Our physical identity will no longer claim our name. Vanishing into the ground, leaving no absence of deprivation to our soul. The stars, the moon and the sky have all suddenly become our new, domestic retreat now called home. Our directions are finally free from darkness and obscurity-uprooted by the ill-omened illusion in the earth.

We fly freely where prejudice feels no condition or pain-verily suspends itself in the air. There is no high public esteem or fame and glory to worry about. The extremity of ourselves bounds no limits as we fly with no sequence in degree. All we possess is a lime light of knowledge in a form of ultraviolet light, protecting the earth from evil morals of mankind. Flying endlessly in eternity without no beginning or end, one day we will all become flying vessels in the wind.