There, those people young and old
Paint their feelings red and blue
For a trance of bliss liquored up in dim light
To name a kind of love..
Wish them'God be with'

But
The burning heart of a mourning love
Passing through a familial exam
Put up with a life of babies
In silence patient

Answer a couple modest and honest
' An advent along obstacles
Treasure-hunts the life the sacred love'

In the deep depths of their souls
A holy spark of love smoldering
Awaiting a timely rapture
Crossing over the commited burdens..
There, such is the sacred love

Indira Renganathan

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