WAITING AND YET...

How many thirsty eyes  are awaiting,

so joyous a moment beyond,

one birth, a  sustenance and an ending;

to light up skies over all  valleys and lands,

when,

one unburning beckon of yesterday,

now serened pregnant by  a wanton charm;

singes all the highers in the way,

when crumbles sudden the layers of time.

~Sunil Emjay~

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