Satish Verma
Distant Dangers
Aquilla. Would you
carry the burden
of ungiving?
Transmuted, I
will find you in portrait
of sublime?
And I will see in your eyes
a cosmos, floating in void.
But a primal question
remained unanswered, who were you.
Through the blue sky
and legends of dark, the
constellations squirm.
And I start believing
in God dust.
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