Divine Dream - Poem by Sanjukta Nag
Your spirited silhouette on my bedside wall
Bringing down the cloud-nine under my body.
Life is a river, flowing through the chest of sky
And we’re crossing the bridge of white doves,
Realizing the immortality of unfathomable love.
While hearts hope to drink the potion of divinity
That will invite the innocent Eden upon earth.
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