Words of the soul rest somewhere in the deep folds of eternity
Imagine the Lotus nurturing them like dewdrops sweet and aromatic
Even the gaze look beyond to understand the profoundness of silence
Affinity toward a synthesis of worlds from a celestial destiny
These languorous moments comfort the soul like a warm blanket
It is not necessary to meander and reach when destiny comes calling
Entire reality extends the divine hands to protect the soul till eternity
~Amitav
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