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Mar 2016
“I shall make you
a gust of wind
filled with fragrance,
a ray of sun
that melts the snow,
a drop of sea
that fills the cloud.”

“It is the busiest bout of my life,
the struggling span,
for me to glean
the bits of my scattered life,
like the sand on the beach.”
“Come later,” said I,
“if you could,
knowing that I am a human.”

She did come
in my dream, and
awakened my inner side.
And I lived a life that night.
Narinder Bhangu
Written by
Narinder Bhangu  Canada
(Canada)   
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   --- and Eternal Threshold
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