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Wednesday, September 16, 2009

chirathukal

The whole day
I was searching for light
The whole life
I was searching for light
But one evening, though I was tired and sad
Though I was shattered and destroyed
It came to me
The horizon was a mix of red and dark then
But for me it was a dawn
Even now you can see the divine light of
That mud lamp
In me
I love it, and call it God
I love it and call it beauty
I love it and call it enlightenment
I even like to call it a shocking thunder which love me
And make me afraid of

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