A Flashback Of Dawn
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Miraculous macrocosm merges in horizon
I espied it often or forever in leisure
From open wide field of my country at dawn
Gentle breez would often merge me fragrant as a flower
What a sweet dream while eyes are open!
It seemed me as the Himalaya opens its hand
With glistening crimson rays of the sun
To embrace me with chirping birds in their bands
Beauty that I have seen in those moments
Still fresh in body like a tree with dents
Even a small glimpse of that makes me refresh
Though I stay crowded with lots of wranglings and zanies
But life is a little live with such a natural caress
All the else are passing in dealings of pennies
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