Will love forever bring me pain
Where is the kind joyous recognition
The quiet celebration a synchronous gain
Why must one wax only when the other slowly wanes
Why must sun be so brazenly glorious
And moon so limpid mysterious
When one shines the glory and the other generates?
When will or will it never be?
A certain light denied to me
Who hears my prayers in silence sees
and suspends my life its breath in thee.
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(c) Amrita Valan 2014
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