Fireflies

(85)  Dinguli cale jay

Days are passing by,
Etching memories on the mirror of the mind.

I have forgot the day when I arrived;
Why I'd come, that too I haven't realized.
A pleasant breeze is blowing;
Streaming is a bundle of light beams.

In just one corner of Your mind,
My psyche resides.
In just one granule of Your heart,
I exist forever.
Many moonbeams stay adrift,
But they fade inside Your current.

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