satishverma
Remote From Sin
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In my darkness 
you were my hope
in the calamity of
moon's eclipse.
The blinded iris
weeps for the sun, which went
invisible for ages.
Will you carry a cinder
on your palm,
to make a hole―
for looking down at earth?
My planet is dying
under my feet. I will not
take water as my kin.
Sky was my priest.
When you accept the
surrender of infallible,
my life completes the circle.
You turn into a child
to remain human.
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