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I will not blunder –
Chasing a mirage,
Anymore...
Because a mirage is a mirage!
Somehow, I must make friends
With the desert.
The Searcher is coming tomorrow
To receive my soul.
Where I am –
I see sheep-herders in open formations,
Carting hopes of blue lagoons, creeks,
Grinning like pleased children.
Finally! I am far ahead of them all,
For I know, now...
A mirage is nothing.
A mirage is nothing!
(Dedicated to my children)
Mumbai
21st July 2016
Geeta Chhabra