Light that comes from the source of the other,
Time that decides by the source of this nature,
Feel it, breeze it, as much as you can,
Find yourself as like a twinkling woman!
Shine, shine, shine even in the darkness,
Either with the stars or due to night's bleakness,
As a 'mama' of this earth,
As a God of this mundane,
Your time is fix, your presence as a sane.
So, thank u for making me bereft of this dearth!
You tell us the zodiac, you tell us the path
You tell us the prosaic, you tell us the 'PATH'
Full of my gratitude, from the core of my heart!
Take me at the up, from the beneath of this earth!
My insight is a proof of pudding is in the eating!
My eyes is at yours, when I look during blinking!
Eyelids slide, my eyebrow slips,
At the last, your light touch my lips,
Then i say to myself that, i am a sigh!
Yes! u heard it correct: Sigh! Sigh! On the high!!!
~ VISHNUKANT CHATURVEDI ~