The Candle And The River
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The river, mysterious, beyond the bend unseen,
and here before my eye, calm.
After a turbulent day, this window ,
and the twilight shadows.
This calm river can cause a storm.
But this her normal flow, will move me
beyond the world I see and I happen to hear
the melody of water, a pure dream.
On a rare day a boat comes without a mast,
too far in the distance, someone rowing with ease,
someone who knows the secret of the wind
and in no hurry at all to reach a farthest shore.
For such a one a candle while it lasts,
a candle that dreams that it would be
as big as a lighthouse for the distant boat.
and here before my eye, calm.
After a turbulent day, this window ,
and the twilight shadows.
This calm river can cause a storm.
But this her normal flow, will move me
beyond the world I see and I happen to hear
the melody of water, a pure dream.
On a rare day a boat comes without a mast,
too far in the distance, someone rowing with ease,
someone who knows the secret of the wind
and in no hurry at all to reach a farthest shore.
For such a one a candle while it lasts,
a candle that dreams that it would be
as big as a lighthouse for the distant boat.
Sushama Karnik (c)
August 7, 2020
August 7, 2020
Thanks for the image, @Night passage Night passage
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