His hairs were like soft clouds
Colored by the rays of the rising sun
His arms were like a pair of wings
Flying towards the blue horizon.
His hands were full of fire and water
Like the doors of a dreamland,
I knocked with an anxious heart
Then found myself on a firy sand.
He did strike me with his thunder
He did flood me with his rain,
He did crack me with his spear
He smashed me, revived me again.
He did set my heart on fire
Then the darkness vanished,
I saw billions of stars rising
And another billion extinguished.
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Mallika Dhar
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