Capt Sahana Sundar (Retd)
My eyes were set upon a poet of grace,
And to my surprise, I felt as if I was a fruit in glacé,
As his light of grace touched my heart,
The miracle muse woke up in a trance,
From then, I could grasp all that I couldn’t,
Yeah, and I could write all that I wouldn’t,
But then, the poet of grace vanished beyond my vision,
But the light he threw, within me grew,
And all I did was to walk on a sunny hill,
Though with haze all around, the road was clear,
And I saw some light similar beyond the hill,
Maybe it was a mirage or the shadow he threw,
I walked to chase as I gasped in joy,
And all that I realised was it was my inner light hanging there…
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