Learn surely how water turns to air. Spring clouds thinning after rain…
Waterbead ecstasy: dying in a stream;
Too strong a pain brings its own balm.
So weak now we weep sighs only;
Learn surely how water turns to air.
Spring clouds thinning after rain:
Dying into its weeping.
Would you riddle the miracle of the wind’s shaping?
Watch how a mirror greens in spring.
Rose Ghalib, the rose changes give us our joy in seeing.
All colors and kinds, what is should and be open always.
This ghazal was first published in Meghdutam.com (between 1999 to 2002).
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