The transverse waves of the light
Could help in seeing an object right,
With the help of the evening sunlight
I saw a gracious pattern of a cloud
That formed an image on my iris,
Merely looking at it was such bliss,
I wished to let loose a sound
That would travel longitudinally
To an extent, and disperse silently.
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