A LOOK-397
I breathe in your heart—
hope, you do too.
I see through your Ieyes,
hope, you do.
Hope, one day,
our longing will come to rest,
and we will meet
on the other side—
where two hearts, throbbing for each other,
become one,
and a single pair of eyes
beholds the dancing rivulet,
carving its lyric
on mountain stone.
Till then, I breathe in your heart—
hope, you do too.
Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©
India
22.4.2026
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