Reminiscing the saga, old sailor leaves the shore
Wandering eyes in this mystic land of silence,
he opens a lusty rusty door
Having a knack of disastrous past, taking steps ahead,
lands into the room of darkness
Wondering how long would he last? his eyes downcast
Amazed by the dwindling shadow of his legs, his brows rise, questioning his wits
isn't it too early to meet the almighty?
Hearing the creaking steps on the floor, he turns behind
With the light coming closeby, and the shapeless entity getting a face,
the room turns paradise
Alike the days with forewind, vision so far makes the sailor day-blind
Putting forth an open palm, entity with a face gently grabs his hands
Taking the sailor out of distress, a new journey began
Ship of brimming expectations leaves the shore again
Sailing further into the ocean of dreams, and with picturesque thoughts of the forewind in his mind,
the sailor came alike a wrangling tide
Belittling the forewind, so far
He opened the Door to...
"Door to what Grandpa?" asks the curious lil munchkin in his lap
Bringing back the sailor back from oblivion
He barters Silence to Mars
~Manthan
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