When The Darkness Is Falling Away Poem by SHISHIR RANA

AS THE CLOUDS ARE CLEARING AWAY,
THE TRESS WITH THEIR BRANCHES WOBBLING,
THE LANDSCAPE FULL OF DISFIGUREMENTS,
SEEN WITH THE COLD EYES.

THE SANDAL TRESS FULL OF TRUST,
AND THE HUTS FOLD BENEATH THE HILLS,
THE SUN SHINES LIKE THE NEW BIRTH,
UNFOLDING IT'S SAFFRON SHEEN.

ONCE MORE THE GODLY POWER,
MAKING THE THINGS NEW & LIVING,
THROWS SOME SLIGHT SPELL,
LITTLE BELLS OF CHANGE RINGS.

AND GOD MAKER OF HEAVEN GROWS,
BOLD AND UNITED WITH FOLLOWERS,
HE WHO HOLD BOTH WORLD AND AGES,
EVERYONE HAS ONE PART - LOVE...