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Sensed or not, She lives—
The Word breathes eternally:
The Word never dies…:-
Her echoes resound—
The Sun shines her…Stars blink her…
The Moon reflects her:-
In hued ebony,
She was the clear beginning—
Silently obeyed:-
Her silent echoes
Constellate our mind’s bright sky
With enlightenment:-