ETERNAL
The Sun too suffers from illness
The rivers too suffer from illness
Everyone feels miserable during illness
I too suffer from illness
and
You too
A piece of Sun
free of illness
A length of river
free of illness
and
A smile
free of illness
A body
not turned restless
by sunshinerain
Is there a night
Not decaying in hunger.
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From illness to without illness so beautiful. Your closing words so tightly placed after hope instilled desire expresses. A body not turned restless by sunshinerain Is there a night Not decaying in hunger.... admiration.