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(Love)
You can feel it
In lullabies of a mother
Holding a fairy child
Or in call of a jungle wild
Where blows the wind mild
(Pain)
You can smell it
In pitter patter of rain
Sobbing of a wrenching pain
Sits a lady in distant train
Whose stories I do refrain
(Enigma)
You can touch it
In dewy grass of morning
The mist so enchanting
Even the rustle of leaves
Swaying in mysterious breeze
(Worship)
You can see it
In dance of a maiden
Tuning to a Sufi hymn
Immersed in beauty of God
Whispering tales untold
(Solitude)
You can hear it
In beats of a living heart
And echoes from a mountain top
In waves that hit the shore
Breaking into whisk galore
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