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your words caress my eyes, make them soft, seeking the lights of human warmth when the skies changed colour how your horizons felt new freshness bathe my soul makes me give more seeking new greens of spiritual delights I long to know each twig that broke from your garden tree to stoke the fires in my heart burnt offering to spiritual splendour Malini, your work is moving indeed

'Each twig that broke from your garden tree Lay passive to dry on the lawn Your struggle to keep its greenery Your struggle to keep it watered well'... it is your own struggle as well, Hema...a sweet flowing write...touching softly the reader mind...10