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Ruminations
How
is it that The
garden is devoid of flowers And
I am wondrously blooming How is it that The
sky is grey and cloudy And I am soaked in warm sunshine How
is it that The
wind is fierce and erratic And I am tranquilly perched How
is it that The
sun is setting at horizon And
I feel joyfully elated How
is it that Everyone
around is tattling And
I am far from whispering How is it that Guns
are firing And
I hear the sounds of peace Is
it the optimistic side of me? Or
have I reached salvation? Is
the vivification eluding me? Or
is my heart now stone cold? Is
it that my emotions no longer haunt me? Or
my spirits have just died? These
questions remain unanswered And I dwindle between the sight and soul
Rakhi
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