Yet not new as love
even the trodden path
Of the time beading gold
intending from all corners
as song of a bird yonder
when coursed from breath
even a flow of fortunes of favor
the love caused by a reason
living as journey descending
we returns home in ascension
in response to the resonance
triggered by the love yet ever new
as cursed from the shadow
when a day added to another
by a new one to begin again
a moment for the day even beauty.
A stance intense from within
the hope of the dew as the reflux
touching for a mist of love
telling you the moon ness blue
each flairs yet not the new as love
a simply wonder as sourced upon
Dr subhendu kar
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