Seen happy moments and that of tears,
Seen unknown planets and different men,
Here I come back once again.
Scent of ocean, I prefer to wear,
A bike I ride, but no head-gear,
Of fleeting thoughts and zipping dots,
I look ahead and not the rear.
A star-gazer? That I am.
Of Orion, Cetus and Caelum.
In deep space my mind dwells,
It has a story, that no one tells.
For all that is and which is me,
It's just not what it seems to be.
To tell the story of The Holy Zen,
Here I come back, once again.
-Mina Orgone
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