BY DR. RAM SHARMA, MEERUT, INDIA
You come to me like a swift moving river,
And touch me like a river touches stones,
Your waves
Vibrate my mind and soul,
You take me from this world to another,
You water plants and trees,
But I remain like unquenched earth,
You cast an innocent continuous spell,
But I am stagnant object
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