Tuesday, May 11, 2021

Says the spider to its Maker

(1901)  Ogo priya tumi

Oh You, my Darling,
I know You love me.
In that heart, for my sake,
Pain rings out, I believe.

I want to move per Your dictates;
I would speak with certitude always.
But a hundred obstacles come all around me;
Before doubt I admit defeat.

I know that I'm Your molecule;
Unprecedented, You are huge.
To get You, constantly new,
A hopeful web I weave.

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