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The Journey welcome me to the strange land,
Where there is full of hope, heaven thoughtful,
That you find me so strange to say something,
Like the eternal Light the Miracle.
I find my thoughts, how strange is that something,
Such as polices, hospitals are no more
Because of everyone, everybody,
Are full of self-healing, full of self-peace,
Where there is no more of crime, no more sick –
How strange that land with full of the miracle –
That there is no more sin – no more sin-curse,
Because of the understanding is there.
I find that there’s no more pride and ego,
Because of the understanding is there,
That I see that the world is full of calm,
Due to the peace who win over that land.
I find my thoughts, how strange is that something,
Such as killings are no more of that blood
Because of everyone, everybody,
Are full of self-kindness, full of self-love,
Where there is no more of eating blood food,
How strange that land with full of the miracle –
That eat only fruits and vegetables,
Because of the understanding is there.
I find that there’s more of Angels and Light,
Because of the Miracle Creator,
Is there to sit on the throne of that land –
Due to my abstract thoughts, for that strange land.
© Ismael Mansoor
