Boy, have you rubbed my nose to the ground!
Yes You have. I had declared that love will never happen to me again - not in arrogance but in contentment and acceptance that it's not scribed for me by You in scroll of destinies. And this is how You've shown me the ground?
Thank You.
Each day unfolds
Holding within its kernel
Your splendour's there to display
In ordinary mill of day
I've held, borne witness to an array
Of many many miracle
They unfold
To dusk from dawn
Back again to show of sun,
In ordinary haps along the way,
I've seen to near sixty
In year - if I were to count
And learnt in bittersweet way
"Never to say never" -
Is the wisdom
That's here to stay!
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