I found this beautiful poem in the house and I want to share it with you. I do not know who wrote it (would you please reveal yourself?), but it speaks so deeply for all of us...
Words Like Bells
Echoing Reminders Of How I Want
To Live My Life
Hand Movements Like Paintings
I Look Deeply Into Wondering
'From Where Does That Movement Come?'
There Are Those Who Read & Understand
And Those Who Live The Meaning
All I Can Say Is This
No One Does Avinash Better Than You
That Is The Original Face
It is written by hand on art paper with a golden square in the center.
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