The foot prints bloom as flowers,
When you come closer.
The merry thoughts loom as shower,
When you speak sweeter.
The earning heart beats in pleasure,
When you look sharper.
As the needy has found a treasure,
the loving hearts found theirs.
After the rain, things look clearer,
as the dusty confusion cleaned.
After finding theirs, people may wonder,
Whether the gift be kept.
Enchantment of everything disappear,
as the two doves in the window.
Just the two set off into the blue yonder,
as the elders have done earlier.
veeraiyah subbulakshmi
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