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The world has cast its spell on me. I’m caught in her net of loveliness. Like a fish I gape, open-eyed, In wonder, forever and ever: The star-laden cosmos unfolds, Infinite, endless, with no borders; How do the planets move in sync? Exact, perfect, never out of step! I can barely keep my car in line. Nothing I see is plain, or mundane. Dawn shines on saffron-shaded peaks, Evening sets on the purple rocks. The sea rushes in and retreats, Across the white sands, the dark shores Resounding with deep loneliness; Seasons change -- the blue waters flow Past green fields, yellow with mustard, Apple trees rich with white blossoms -- Till the winter winds shake them down. Every day, I wake up, somehow, And find silver strands in my hair, New wrinkles in my ageing skin… All things change, one by one, while Time Playfully lingers, unchanged, timeless. Wonder comes to me, on certain feet. How beautiful the world, how diverse. And here I am, a lost traveler, Stranded under the swirling stars! Diptesh Ghosh
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May 19, 2013
May 19, 2013 at 12:14 PM UTC
Wonder
The world has cast its spell on me. I’m caught in her net of loveliness. Like a fish I gape, open-eyed, In wonder, forever and ever: The star-laden cosmos unfolds, Infinite, endless, with no borders; How do the planets move in sync? Exact, perfect, never out of step! I can barely keep my car in line. Nothing I see is plain, or mundane. Dawn shines on saffron-shaded peaks, Evening sets on the purple rocks. The sea rushes in and retreats, Across the white sands, the dark shores Resounding with deep loneliness; Seasons change -- the blue waters flow Past green fields, yellow with mustard, Apple trees rich with white blossoms -- Till the winter winds shake them down. Every day, I wake up, somehow, And find silver strands in my hair, New wrinkles in my ageing skin… All things change, one by one, while Time Playfully lingers, unchanged, timeless. Wonder comes to me, on certain feet. How beautiful the world, how diverse. And here I am, a lost traveler, Stranded under the swirling stars! Diptesh Ghosh
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May 19, 2013
May 19, 2013 at 12:14 PM UTC
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