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Feb 2014
Like what you feel when you see
Tree in bloom
By the wayside

The same as what you feel when you see
A very old lady smiling

When I heard a noise in the morning
I felt this, that

Tears,
Like the ascetic who arrives
uninvited
For performing
Auspicious rites,

Cannot sit,
Cannot walk
The unbearable happiness

Wishing to do many things
But not doing anything
A huge ice piece of happiness

No, not enough,
A snow mountain of happiness!
Trans from Malayalam by  Anitha Varma
Kuzhur Wilson
Written by
Kuzhur Wilson  41/M/Cochin, India
(41/M/Cochin, India)   
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