Days move faster than yore
As thoughts converge to meaning, a simple question
The momentarily beat of thy colour
It shall require the harmony of many
hope and energy the base truth of
of mountains ancient and renewed
Echad B'echad. soul of fire
bring me to the front of thy thread
Your voice flows, resonates
primordial logic of thy sustenance.
One is all as all is one. Bring me to the light.
- Nikhil Srinidhi-
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