Arpita’s Vision.
The other morning peeped itself
without any premeditation of your image,
You flashed in my vision, -
And all on a sudden there opened
A sombre casement, -and I saw
With wander waiting eye, -You
. I began to muse over the grotesque,
And life before this birth and so many births as if revealed! ! !
This apparent improbable, -touched my Mind, beneath the inert cover.
I sensed and felt your tender hands,
And was taken aback with the glory garland,
Hanging round my neck.
All world of physical senses vanished,
And a voice from bottomless depth sprang,
Ah! Dearest! your love in me installed a hang!
Mattered little thousand universe and vapid time,
I was decreed to emancipation and unvoiced rime!
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