Joy Ghoshal
In your constant thought
I barely see you in everything!
Looking for you, I ran through the morning mist.
Tired of searching for you,
I saw in the distance, the dim light is on!
I went ahead, towards that light!
As I move forward, that glowing light recedes;
I gasped as I ran, I sat down under a banyan
tree,
Tired and unable to run.
Then the flame also disappeared.
Whisper came into my ears I can’t be touched,
I can only be loved.
-✍️by Joy Ghoshal
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