The Language Of Them
A Anjandev Roy
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They are unknown to me,
But the language of them stirs my sublime feelings
In a remarkable way,
I find myself anew,
This is absolutely vital,
Their language is silent outwardly,
But very noisy inwardly,
This makes all the difference,
I learn a profound lesson,
At night when I fall deep asleep,
I see in my vision a glorious aura
Encompassing me with the loveliest blessings,
Phenomenal indeed!
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