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March 8, 2005

My Twin Soul

Filed under: Sojourn — Tags: — Raja @ 8:26 PM

(Is it snowfall? It’s like micro-clouds floating around. And the white of the virgin snow reminded me of my twin soul)

At Day’s end, evening comes like the hush of dew
The golden smell of sun on the eagle’s wings melts into the night
As the earth’s colors fade, the fireflies weave
a trapesty of brilliant stories.
Birds return to their nests, all rivers flow home –
the ledger of life is closed.
Only darkness remains, the time to return to my twin soul.

(Original poem in Bangla – Banalata Sen, by Jibananda Dash)


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