“its yet the same”

 

Outside it was the same sight

Yellow light at a distance, infinite

Gazing as I sat tranced

Inbreathing an uncanny delight

 

Euphoric was the silence,

Quiet was the night,

And the skies proudly recounted

Tales of some morning exploits.

 

Shekhar Suman

 

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