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Black beads
Black
Beads
The sun doesn't set
in the lands where the woods are deep
and hearts deeper
Black is the truth as dark as raven
Light only drapes it in translucence
Inerasable is the dark
And deceptive- the light
The shaman looks up
At the moon
Painted with the citrus juice
Invisible
But to the spy
Who irons out the creases
From the black sky
And lo behold
Emerges the silver disc
The yin and the yang
In perfect harmony
The black and the white
The zenith and the nadir
I continue beading the string
With beads
the colours of the rainbow
Ghazal
18th June,2014
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