I can see the dark tree, through the door, lit by moon;
But I fail to see the thought inside my heart’s room,
Waiting for love’s light to enter and fill this room,
So my soul also will be the tree from other’s room;
Away from shadows, into the peace rain …
For light and love, for innocence to retain … -Tushar
Real thoughts, framed wonderfully.
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