Meaning in the Meaningless… part 2

Time to find the time promised
And leave for the vast desert
To pick the scattered broken blocks
The blocked ideas?
Still ember-like sparks
Tiny shiny grains that slipped through fingers
As time goes by
To fuse with the soul of desert
To decipher the resonance of its silence
There to find meaning in middle of nowhere
Only when passion claims
The scattered ideas would conjure back
Emerging out  in new shape
Ideas reborn out of sands of time
To actualize the dreams
Lost once, never forgotten


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