Recollection to reconnect
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On those fair eyes,
The shine of enormous deep,
I see with mind carefree
for bygone dream
The smile adds to sail,
The boyhood days
Where heart's were young and vibrant,
Mind's sequestered lover,
Only knows the Mind,
Silence was the wreath,
You were a lovely garden
With uncounted blooms,
Blossoming every moment
On the mower of my Mind.
A close one only heaven knows,
On the path where no one trod,
The invisible track for your feet,
Silently you put beyond knowledge,
The sweet sky of muse still lingering,
Pondering often and on to welcome again,
Your teeming heart with pain unknown,
As a forgotten dream leap from within
Your furtive glance that passed
into nothingness, the void of memory.
Though time is gone beyond gleaming
Thought,
No hope was there to grace the moment,
Moment is lost in the womb of moment,
Love still prevails on some unseen leaf,
Though life is a wild forest.
However song flows through forest
and piping the bamboo with hollow hole,
You are a song among symphony a sweet flute.
God's grace will always shower,
Will strong adorns your honeyed Being.
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Where heart's were young and vibrant, Mind's sequestered lover, Only knows the Mind, Silence was the wreath, You were a lovely garden With uncounted blooms,
The smile adds to sail, The boyhood days Where heart's were young and vibrant, Mind's sequestered lover,
On those fair eyes, The shine of enormous deep, I see with mind carefree
On those fair eyes, The shine of enormous deep, I see with mind carefree for bygone dream The smile adds to sail
You are a song among symphony a sweet flute. God's grace will always shower, Will strong adorns your honeyed Being.
Though time is gone beyond gleaming Thought, No hope was there to grace the moment, Moment is lost in the womb of moment, Love still prevails on some unseen leaf, Though life is a wild forest.
Pondering often and on to welcome again, Your teeming heart with pain unknown, As a forgotten dream leap from within Your furtive glance that passed into nothingness, the void of memory.
A close one only heaven knows, On the path where no one trod, The invisible track for your feet, Silently you put beyond knowledge
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You were a lovely garden With uncounted blooms, Blossoming every moment On the mower of my Mind.