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By Shahzia Batool

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Exotic perfumes

divine display of colors

the Elysian scene! 

An Epiphany!

In a book of some abstruse philosophy

on the words of Sartre

a butterfly was lost in the thoughts of her being! 

A Sterling Man! ! !

Riveted are my mind's eyes

at the glitter of the stars

in the glistening lake of blue, 

and wish to see in the skies

the Man whose double's hard to find

who is lost in deadly jaws

of cruel Nature's iron laws; 

but in vain, you know because 

the ones once gone never return...

though visit but in injured thoughts, 

wishes bleak and weary dreams...

so does my gentle loving Father

whom i always yearn to see

whom i always love to talk

whom my eyes do ever seek

with the moon, amidst the stars

a sterling Man indeed he was! ! !