by Vinita Agarwal | |
Published on: Jul 19, 2004 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
https://www.tigweb.org/express/panorama/article.html?ContentID=3971 | |
She sits with a cup of coffee, The world is dawning, And there is a light which glitters. Hope is strung across the sky, Like a line of freshly washed clothes, New beginnings and a new realm of understanding. The world starts to dawn, But we have to wait and be patient. Until we see the sun, the whole sun and nothing but the sun. Its gleams, its shine, and its beauty. The truth which was once hidden now appears clear. « return. |