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Clouds that hover over the mountain pinnacle
Mould to miniscule to merge as ocean drop
Water that originates from the crystalline torrents
Vapors into condensed haze of cumulonimbus
My whispering chants of entreaty to your ears
Shower the mercy hose to fill up this rivulet
The spell of rain will realize the dreams of
Dehydrated domains in ceaseless dearth!
Pullets of cramped wings
Crave to fly in dilated sky
Pisces of goblet cheer
Peripheral planet unseen
Saline tears soluble in water
Conceal the yearning of life
Absence of the black silhouette
Sphere of fire imbues
Silver haze of ambiance
East to westward it bubbles
Profundity of the deep-sea to
Pinnacle of the blue mountain
Perpetual pilgrimage embarks
Again resurrects in the east
Plagued by pride and fury
Personal ties are sacrificed
My zeal may blaze you
But I dole out verve to all
I am nonetheless
The shadow of the scorching Sun
The Sun blazes me,
The Earth heaves me
I will not die,
Even if the gate of life
Shuts the door on my face
The tree of life flourish,
Go up and up, to the pinnacle
Beside the Gravitation;
My roots will pierce
The crust and mantle of Earth
To establish the equilibrium of Existence
The sky is also not the frontier
I plunge into the pool of billows
Amble over the continual Cosmos;
Corporal opulence shivers one day
My quest for celestial bliss
Sustain so long as the Soul lives,
I will attain the cosmic reality.
VIGIL KUMAR 