The Divine Art. Poem by Subrata Ray
The Divine Art.
The Divine Art-Dedicated to Paulami Sabyasachi
Here is where,
Something to share,
The quintessence of refined ore,
A mystic face with Motherly grace,
That unlocks the coveted door.
No stately stature, but a lone oasis,
The dew-bathed grass,
In human premises.
Here is where, the eye reflects,
The tranquility of pain-soaked heart,
Here is where God manifests Hie divine-art.
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