In Search Of Light

Poem By Santhanagopalan Vasudevan

Behind the clouds, streaks of light I see
I want to know what its source would be.
If only they make way soon
Can I see if it's a sun or moon.

I just hope that I continue to hope;
I hope, from me, hope doesn't elope.
Of many things, this hope
Is a tough thing to cope.

After all, all clouds do move.
But will I see it only after all clouds move?
Up there are clouds of many a shape
And with them, my life too, they shape.
Plain and dull look cloudless skies
And things not hidden don't thrill the eyes.

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