Where We Dwell

It is not darknesse’s fate to melancholy hold

In its bosom, and cries of an unfulfilled world

Tired souls can shake off a tiring feeling

Such an hour need not be full of mournful wishes

Consciousness can awaken with positive omen

Bidding adieu to tales of unworthy storytellers

Choosing to be silent and a universal dweller

Anguishes can lessen the sanctity of time

Oh! This journey can be deep and fulfilling

Enlightened world, a blessing and delight

With languages of love and pleasures of morn

Beauteous sky, with greetings from mirthful souls

~Amitav