Your voice is clear as
thunder which
Can be heard from
Every nook and corner,
From east to west.
Clarity is the soul
And transparent is
like incessant flow of water
Of the unexplored
Fountain of purity.
Day or Night
Never tells lie.
When body sleeps,
Conscience awakes.
At midnight
He talks with
Subconscious self.
In his dream he
Rectifies his
Day's mistakes.
Voice of truth speaks
Only…….
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