Rosmin Elsa Mohan
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I once dreamt of an open field,
The bareness of which alone did shield,
A shadow so frail, in a shadow as such
I thought as much.
I felt it again on my bed at night
Darkness; through which I saw the light
Silence - to feel; and to feel so weak,
Silence, I think I heard her speak.
The crowd through which I made my way,
Gave me a second to poise it through
Shouts around, though I felt them nay,
The Me within, in silence too.
The hours of solace so gifted in tune,
A language unworldly, (beyond the moon!)
To realize it ...
See You Again, Brother!
I light a candle for you
in faith.. in love
To fight this darkness
A ray of hope
to see rainbows in the dark
A golden shore
to walk hand in hand.
For then this dark
Does it really matter?
My dear Joel,
See you again, Brother!