Precious.

Summers, never had I thought you will
make preciousness perch
onto my very being.
In life, I praised the infinite.
As for me,
I understood he forges all.
Yet preciousness perched
onto my heart’s wall.
Blessing me she pours
unto voids I hold.

-Manvendra Vidyarthi.
(The Stories beneath the eyes.)

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