No more blinks ,
from these gleaming,
glittering eyes
Lost are the times,
When the pilgrim soul in you gave guidance to each you touched.
That every word you spoke then to them,
when our place felt
from these gleaming,
glittering eyes
Lost are the times,
When the pilgrim soul in you gave guidance to each you touched.
That every word you spoke then to them,
when our place felt
"Home"to all of them !
All the air i seem to breathe now holds a solemn stillness
Your lyrical melodious voice
Still feels echoing ,
through the shadowiness
of this ,
Silent still "House" like a bright rainbow
Suddenly i feel your warm hug of presence
For a moment i breathe allright
Till i am reminded ....
How the whole of you...
Fitted right into moi palms
And how after death
What was left of you
The divine Ganges i so loved...
Hungrily consumed....
All the air i seem to breathe now holds a solemn stillness
Your lyrical melodious voice
Still feels echoing ,
through the shadowiness
of this ,
Silent still "House" like a bright rainbow
Suddenly i feel your warm hug of presence
For a moment i breathe allright
Till i am reminded ....
How the whole of you...
Fitted right into moi palms
And how after death
What was left of you
The divine Ganges i so loved...
Hungrily consumed....
