The bow of Time shoots an arrow
In the sleepy soul of mine
Disturbing the slumberous state
i passed through the gate of sleep
Into the omniscient world of light
When the night is still and silent
And the stars too are silent
My soul corresponds with Nature
The dialogues are secrete whispers
We both only can hear and understand.
They glow in my soul luminously
Like fire flies in the bosom of dark night.
seema devi 13.1.14
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