Like shadows in the firelight,
Like smoke upon the air,
Like spectres we are dancing
–is no one there?
Ephemeral and timeless
Colors flicker, bright
As dreams of sleepless dreamers
Who pass the weary night
Yearning for another’s touch
–to know themselves alive,
A word to build a world upon,
Yet something to believe.
Jewniquely Myself 
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Beautiful. Thank you for sharing it with us. May God Bless you ❤
Thank you so much, Deepanilamani
So deep and beautiful. Thank you. 🙂
Thank you so much, Krishnapriya, for your kind remarks.