A Meeting With a Benefactor

Subash Khanal It was quite unexpected, our physical encounter, Today, I have stepped into your courtyard, And I hum along a love song. At times, I wandered, holding hands, Embarking on a journey of thousands of miles, Even today, your color blends with mine, In your voices, mine echo, In the rhythm of your heart, my melody resounds, If you're hurt, I feel pain afar, Lost in the peaks of dreams, Perhaps, you'll be saddened. Oh Benefactor, You, indeed, are yourself, There's no doubt, You are just like you, no hesitation, Yet, the skeletons of our histories are the same, In the excavation of our genes, the same form appears, Which is yours, The boundaries have made you into you, And me into me. Boundaries are our truths, They won't mislead, Boundaries are our global forms, They won't be lowered. In these very boundaries, Lies another flight, In the sky of that flight, There won't be any limits, We know, For the flight of the mind in the sky, There are no boundaries.