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Let no tears fall at my earthly dust.
I am not there; I have risen beyond what I was before.

Look for me in the warmth of the sun, the finesse of the moon.
Seek me not in the quiescence of agony.

I am the verve that ripples through the stream,
the soaring hawk that paints the boundless sky.

When stars ignite the velvet night,
seek my light in their celestial sway.

Don't dwell on the vessel that has turned to dust,
My spirit is eternal; in trust I shall stay.

Picture design, Anumita Roy


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Monika Ajay Kaul
Born in the breathtakingly beautiful vale of Kashmir, Monika had her schooling there. A postgraduate in Business Management, an academician by profession, she is an art history enthusiast, writes poetry, short stories and paints. An avid reader, mostly biographies and autobiographies. Giving wings to her imagination through beautiful colours and words, she sings and has a following on YouTube.

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