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By Akash Date: 2004 Jul 06 Comment on this Work [[2004.07.06.10.49.774]] |
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Where are you? Are you in the deep of my thoughts? Or are you some place in reality, Why dwell and appear, Like shadows of hunter-gatherers, Or move like a whistle of wind between trees, To shake the rainwater of its leaves, Why Soak my feet and bare my soul, And drop me in a stream not so pristine, Show me yourself; come out in the clear, Let me see myself in your light; make me holy. |