Tuesday, May 28, 2013

To all friends...known and not so known...

When
This evening red red line sketch
On the western frontier...
On the friendly river...
A vermillion feel...
Sacred...
And
Someone Louis
A French...
Dialled a number
And got connected...
And
So many others are getting connected...
One world
A dream
Gets a desired shape
Not very vast
But still in small bits
Happening...

The He...
Or
The She...
Or
They both
Might be watching...
All of us
We
All...

One world...
Oneness
I pray more
Pray more
To open all doors...
In every corner of the earth
This bluish green Our own...
One are we...
One fate...
One Life...
One existence...

And
One sense of
Everspreading Love...

One...
We all...
One...
We stand...

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