Betwixt the sea
And the sky
Vastness stirs
Storms do lie
Silent blues
Canvas of hues
Of golden dawns
Dark dewy views
Injured wings
But dreams to fly
I look above
To reach those heights
So many songs
Have come and gone
Feasted on love
Fought famines long
Emptiness in
Darkness to brim
But I live on
Hopes of bright springs
nalini
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