The silvery shroud of the magical moon
The mysterious shadows of the pine leaves
The soft murmuring of the little stream
Is it where we shall meet?
On the banks of the Kaveri
And the Gangetic plains
Through life's lonesome journey
Through cold and rain
This wandering is a quest
An odyssey in your trail…
My unknown destiny
Of fathomless charm and beauty
Showering tranquility
Stirring the tired spirit
I am the Age, weary of thirst
A terrified howl from the desert …
(From a song written by Dr. Nirmalprabha Bordoloi)
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