Humbling - Poem by Satish Verma
I love you in poverty of
when you are not seeking
A dusky strength, self-
holding forth the virtues of
What was the awareness of
Of shadows of migrating birds
Hold my extended arm. May
be you can fall,
looking without eyes in the depth
of the sea.
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