Here, now listen to a story I have to tell you,
All the natural beings come to listen to my story.
The moon, the stars, and the sparkling fireflies too come to listen to my story,
The river beside my house too comes,
This river that flows; has stories flowing in it from all over the region,
The river has some secret too, which is unheard of,
I wanted to know what was that thing, which was unheard of.
But now I know what it was,
And it was only a moment ago that I realized that all this was unreal.
P. Ashish Jain (SO_ODD15@YAHOO.CA)
January, 2005
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