dark nights get the touch
of moonlight, your
love is out of
literal
conjuration, just a beautiful - -
perception the life moves
toward the skyline of
illumination, the
reverence
has its
unseen depth, nobody knows
when and how his hands
will rescue the sinking
soul, actually
we've
to keep the patience in every
situation, the storm gets
the access hatch
itself, and
widely
remains a peaceful silence - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
