I look over the moon I look over the stars
I hide behind the eclipse I search for you on mars
I sail across oceans paddling furiously,
racing with the sharks,
my arms become sore, my fingers painful,
my heart sorrowful, as I let go,
hold hope with love, in the fragrance of your eyes,
in your silence I hear your voice,
your duty is your choice, your world afar,
then I see you, a light spirit flying, along,
the bright silver heaven’s star.
© 2020 Anjum Wasim Dar
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