Poems ✍️
  21.09.2025
  10

Author: Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

Late, By Myself

Late, by myself, in the boat of myself,
no light and no land anywhere,
cloudcover thick. I try to stay
just above the surface,
yet I'm already under
and living with the ocean


  Solitude introspection struggle depth

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