
I can't see the glittering light in your eye s
I can't see water or fire in it-
You are standing on the other side of the smokescreen.
I can only see a faint silhouette ,
Like a man in fog,
Seeing in a dream.
But everything is clear outside the other window -
It's getting dark on the horizon,
Pink and orange clouds are floating by.
On earth, they are casting colorful shadows,
Made it festive , joyful, magical.
Flock of birds flying under those clouds-
Returning to their shelters.
From the other side of this smokescreen between us,
Can you see that?
Are you looking at the
Bright evening star on your sky?
Is the bird of love flying towards you
Bringing the message of light ?




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