bring the inner beauty, wildly,
ever, if you'll get time
do not forget to
teach me,
the
skill of blooming even between - -
the steep cliffs, your echo,
day and night plays
with the bushy
streams,
the
life finds out the meaning of love !
you are the soul of nature,
you're the origin of
creation, the
entire
universe is lively because, you've
the art of human creation,
you're the sprouts'
sanctorum,
you're
not the only a woman rather be an
invisible divinity, you can control
the cycle of time, you're not
only paramour, rather
a great self -
evident,
you are the cynosure of civilization,
the glory of humankind.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
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