In twilight's realm where shadows play,
I find my place, both night and day.
Existence fluid, undefined,
A dance of spirit, unconfined.
In boxes, some their lives enshroud,
Yet I, a wisp, in veils, am proud.
A puzzle piece, a shapeless form,
A spirit free in life's grand storm.
Through realms of soul, I freely glide,
Infinite as the ocean's tide,
A whispered breeze, a fading thought,
In essence boundless, never caught.
In this paradoxical sphere I dwell,
A life untamed, a mystic spell,
A consonance of both and none,
My existence in the setting sun.
© Sobia Nosheen (October 2023)
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