i see wishes hanging from trees
where leaves once gathered gold
as autumns mellow sunshine
filters through the winter cold
reminds me of the shaded pine
where you clasped my hand
hesitatingly for the first time
and the fire in my heart
tasted wine in your blood
and millions of tiny lights
sparkled through our souls
gently you gathered a twinkle
the bud of your palms aglow
as my hands clasped yours
and they merged into one
with the glow of surrender
rememeber how then night fell
diwali lights of the mountains
scintillating hope doubly reflected
in the lake and in our eyes
and how you whispered
each diwali in one diya
this twinkling light will glow
and till you can discern it
our sacred love will flow
do you know, love?
since then my celebration
of this festival of lights
is just that one lamp
glowing in your name
always and forever!
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