A Wounded Swan Poem by Satish Verma
A Wounded Swan
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I was going to call
you beast without a yoke. My timeless
dust will not shut the eyes.
A lone walk reminds me
of revelation. Was it true that there
was a body to speak like us?
A lotus stands in mud
as a witness in waiting for the rise
and fall of the sun in a blue lake daily.
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