THOU MAGICIAN, MY FATHER

Thou  could churn out legacies by a simple trick,
Clung together to fetters of elegance,
It is said he lurks in the unseen,
We have our life
To find him lurking
In your shadow
When pages fill
In admiration of unseen faith,
You are the magician,
Nights are foggy
They are the echo of your forever breath,
You are visible in the mind,
In a moment
The echo is lost,
The world suddenly gives way to clouds
As your eyes open and close,
The world is rejoicing
In the beautiful morning,
Thou majestic,
Thou stand in vast empire of your brilliance,
No longer are you shrouded in mystery,
As I stand hands clasped together in prayer,
I have realised that
There is your presence reverberating in all
By the life bound by unseen chord.

~ Ritesh Ruparel ~

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