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by Vivek Saxena
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  Time holds out its hands
offering gifts, as fruit on trees,
gifts remembered as a child
when the world shone deeper
with the vibration of wonder,
filling fresh Spring air
with silks of dawn
swirling over dewed grass
when you ran, feet bare,
listening to each birdsong
spiraling its melody
above a green, green garden,
flowers wide-eyed
to splash in sun,
perfume rising like incense,
colors moving like dreams.

Rain falls, glittering its necklace
into my open hands
before copper sunset retreats
dancing into blue-black night
threaded with stars,
to turn again,
calling me from safety of sleep
to receive another gift.
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June 25, 2006
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