The Fading Clouds
The fading clouds
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Oh, the dweller of ‘Vijay Top’
Thine downy appearance hath a mystic path
Your angelic grace is born of
A mate less mother, celestial froth.
Fumes that arise from a fathomless deep
Sweep through the cosmos and merge within lights
What errands do you mystify and why do you creep?
Over sun-smitten cliffs, and sunken heights.
I explore the waterless oceans
Winged by a crushing will, over-burning desire
Break through the mystery of life in cherished fire
And melt off my own nature and traditions.
Your fading frame over wading cries
Beyond the skies and where souls’ habitation lies.
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All rights reserved/June 1959/B N Kaul
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