The idler (
after Guardian)
As light as his body, his approach
wanderings into his own chosen,
accorded by habit and leisure,
he walks carefree unburdened
by any
concern or binding nature;
his
body be a load or his load to be
unloaded soon in trash, imbibing
a lesson, life is ash or trash ;,
if one among fast reeling humanity,
if slowed down by his slowness,
merging with busy or hiding in corner,
he is desirous of a keen eye
to
spot his favorite ,pleasing to his eyes;
his only mission to find solace
in silence and silence in his dream;
With the resplendent sun, on his face
With multitasking beams, he is moving
Into a
better world, a world of of his choice,
Better and for a
better deal ; this world
You abrogate, you are heading on for new.
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