Penned By Narayan-Chandra Rauf
It is in your eyes
that the cold islands
of clouds float
It is in your eyes
that the fire red horizon
melts into the stream
Your eyes -
are they a pair of twin souls
swimming in the pool of love?
When you raise them,
the days wake up from the sea bed
And, when you lower them
the nights washed ashore
Your eyes -
are the genesis of creation
Your eyes -
the absolute meaning of life
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