one persistent thought haunts my awareness
who will it be? you or me?
the first to finish this marathon!
i wish it would be me, then instantly i regret
i know without me you won’t be able to carry on
but if you were to go i know
i would be equally undone!
i know i’ll live to tell our tale
but fear that i may not want to tell it
it won’t be a matter of living, it’s a concern about my spirit
never again to feel your presence, your comforting glance
never to argue, never to fight, never to reconcile
- i dread i won’t be able to bear it
                                                so all i can hope and believe for now
                                                   is that if ever i could strike a deal with destiny, it would be this -
                                                that when the end comes, let our radiance dim together
                                                        ­   not a second earlier, not a second later

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
   12.10.2012

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