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I Wait
Drenched in the glow of sunburst scarlet sky
verdant vale veers at the foot of jade hills,
on gentle slope fawn leaves rustle with sigh,
wafts in the wind to the stream in its rills.
It sketches leaping silver water line
on rocks carving the course of nature’s art,
lucid in lattice of pebbles, some shine
bright, some drape with malachite moss their heart.
Walking long on contours of crystal stream,
of emerald plain’s scene I’ve not lost sight,
see from lilac sky descends golden gleam
of twilight as I watch the fall of night.
I wait for dawn to find me in your eye,
as the whispering breeze passes me by.
Copyright ©
Subimal Sinha-Roy
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