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July 1998

By Harvinder Kaur

Midnight air
Resonates with silent prophesies.
Siddhartha rises
Something moves within him
…his future.
The beautiful Yasodhara
sleeps beside him
In love’s soft embrace.
The moonlight on her lashes
tries to enter her dreams.
He is enchanted…
And yet
He wonders why he feels an ache
When he looks at the stars,
What strange voices beckon him
And, where to?
No one is there to tell him
that,
The Buddha is dawning
within him.