Let The Horizon Be Our Rendezvous, May There We Meet. Poem by Lajpat Chawla

He, who was no one to me, is everything to day,
The Sun shines once again, where it was dark and grey.
The birds have built a lovely house with the bricks of hay.
May he be with me forever, like blood runs in the vein,
Like water which lives in clouds, lives also in the rain.
May his dreams live in my eyes, as if they were my own,
May them grow in to the trees of love as seed of love was sown
May we walk hand in hand, on golden sand, on beach
Let the horizon be our rendezvous, may there we meet.