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I remember yet those misty mornings 
When in nature's embrace you sat a Queen.
I saw you whisper to the meadow blooms.
Those magic moments I did glean.

The day we stood on the turbulent river's bank
is still as fresh in my reminiscence.
You deigned not to smile. I dared not to speak.
And the weary waves broke our mutual silence.

I traversed miles before the break of dawn
to take my spot behind a silent hedge.
To spy you gather those fragrant blossoms 
and vanish like a dispelled dream round the edge.

When the fateful day of our farewell dawned,
I thought our silence had to end.
I rushed to the river's sandy banks
hoping you might condescend.

That day when you appeared clad in grey,
with packed luggage ready to depart,
I waited a moment to gather guts
and fared you well with a heavy heart.

You knew not what my heart held within 
and nor for my untimely greeting, the reason.
Yet you smiled and with a greeting in return,
walked into your boat which glided away into the horizon.

Now that you are gone forever,
I see you yet in the meadow's every opening flower.
In every freash fragrance of the valley 
and in every restless ripple of the river.

In the night when I recline on the gathered hay
under the starry canopy of the endless worlds,
I trace your face in the wilderness of stars
like a pattern laid out by a string of pearls.

I let the melody of my love stay in its strings
for I feared it might reach your ear.
But now I keep playing it on and on.
NOW when you are nowhere near.

Words that were chained to the shackles of my silence,
break their bonds in their quest for your love.
Words that remained in the shadows of secrecy,
resonate through the valley a thousand times NOW.

NOW WHEN YOU ARE NOWHERE NEAR.

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