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As the moments
blended
Into stillness
Of a winter
night
I was lost
In a magic of
words
In ever - widening
circles
Till a soft
voice
A breath of
silence
Whispered
Stars are rolling
down
The ladder of
night
Dear son! sleep
now
Again in winter
nights
Swirling snow
flakes
Weave patters
Of old remembrance
A soft voice
is wafted
A tap of light
From beyond
Time
Mother! Did
you call?
M
Yusuf Abbasi
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