IMMENSELY RICH
The morning sun shines for me
Birds warble and I rouse to see
Blossoms bloom in valleys,
Orchards bear fruits in plenty.
Comrades of mine outspread their hands
The bondage of relations, even strangers
All the same fill my empty cups.
Yet repudiation crushes the heart,
The silver girdle of love
Is still around my soul.
The whole cosmos offers backing
To romance beauty around
And it glitters my passionate being
Into heavens far beyond!
I am immensely rich!
23.02.2012
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