Where Tears Cease to Be the Language of the Soul

Artwork by An Marke

In the realm of existence, where time stretches like an endless horizon,
There lies a longing in the depths of my heart,
A yearning to transcend the boundaries of this earthly realm,
And enter into the embrace of eternal tranquility.

Oh, how my souls aches to wander through the expansive landscapes,
Where pain is but a distant memory,
And sorrow becomes a forgotten tale,
Lost in the realms of time.

In the tapestry of life, we often find ourselves entangled,
Caught in the intricate weavings of suffering and strife,
But there, beyond the bounds of our mortal existence,
Lies a place where such afflictions cease to exist.

Imagine, if you will, a world untouched by misfortune,
A sanctuary where abuse and injustice have no place,
Amidst the symphony of serenity, our spirits soar,
And tears cease to be the language of our souls.

In this ethereal sanctuary, the burdens that weigh upon us,
Are gently lifted, replaced by a profound sense of liberation,
And a harmonious balance, where all is in perfect alignment,
Becomes the deep pulse that courses through our being.

No longer bound by the limitations of our mortal shells,
We unearth a newfound freedom, an exquisite liberation,
Where the essence of our true selves unfolds,
And we become one with the cosmic dance of eternity.

Oh, to venture into this realm of eternal tranquility,
To be enveloped by its ineffable beauty,
Where the radiance of existence dances in every atom,
And the very breath of life whispers secrets of transcendence.

In this sacred space, we are called to remember,
That the eternal balm lies not only in what awaits us,
But also in the present moment, the here and now,
Where glimpses of divine tranquility can be found.

So, let us strive towards this sacred yearning,
To enter the beauty of eternal tranquility,
And in doing so, let us kindle a flame within our hearts,
A flame that illuminates our path towards a world free from sorrow, abuse, and tears.

I Love You, An