#stay_waiting.
------By Aranya Hassan Delwar.
Cup of tea in hand on the open balcony
Wait for him.
Sun sets in the afternoon on the roof cornice
Jasmine smells good
In the sweet light of insects
In the wee hours of the dark night
Wait for him.
In the depths of the sea
In the stillness of the mountain
In the course of the river, in the clear water of the lake
When the duck swims
Wait for him.
wait for him--
With a strong heart like a prince in beautiful purity.
Wait for him
Seven lotus hands in the softness of dawn.
With the captivating aroma of Hasnahena
In the soft evening light
At the front door of the house
Wait for him.
His cloud of black hair smelled
Wanting to hide
don't drown...
Do not forget in the depths of the mind
Arranged words.
Accept him with great mercy
Receive it with love
hand in hand
Take him in absolute faith
Let sit on the flower bed.
Moments before a word came out of his mouth
keep waiting
Take it by the hand to bathe in Jyotsna
Stand on the open roof and see the moon
Get soaked in the same water
Burn in the same fire
Wait until the moment before mixing.
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©Aranna Hasan Delwar
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