LALIT (2018)
- Daniel Rubin
- Jul 26, 2019
- 1 min read
Cold breeze woke me
In the midst of alba
As pale light poured
Upon the long shadows
All seemed to be frosted
In a deathly still pose
I washed my face and prayed,
Lighted the sandalwood
While the grip of gloom faded
And the black sky stripped nude
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