To pluck the lotus that has bloomed.
The pond was deep
And filth was around
My legs got stuck
And refused to take forward steps.
Crestfallen,I walked back
To meet Tagore-
The enlightened poet.
"Thee has still wonders
Left for me"
Said my heart
When he gave me a lotus.
As I sat in silence
In the air filled with its fragrance
Once again in my secret joy
I felt Thy gentle touch..
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