Where,The soul reside…a sojourn

On the stormy night,

when wings were tired,

and land was bathed in the flowers,

he held the beat in tiny heart.

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Where he awaited for the morning,

mine adobe, a sojourn.

Unalike as we were,

The soul reside was fair !

© S.Anand

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