I asked for nothing but your voice, 
A whisper, a word, just a gentle choice.
In your light, I stood so still, 
Watching, waiting, with endless will.
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            Today, as crossing the heart of the Brahmaputra, 
I saw more than water—
golden sunrays rippling on the surface, 
like a dream I had once wandered.
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