IN THE STILLNESS OF A WORD
by Amrits Bharati
Literal translator Lucy Rosenstein
Both
are so alike -
his earth
my sky
I wanted
to follow him
wherever he went
But our paths
were so different -
he was on one
I on the other
with a line between us -
his
and mine
We
were one
in our soul
But
he walked
on the low peaks of the earth
And I
in the high chasms
of the sky
Maybe
these two paths
will turn
one day
in my poetry
so we may walk together
in the stillness of a word
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