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WHEN MURKY EVENINGS BECOME RAINBOWS
Like the Yorkshire haunts
Of Emily Bronte's "Wuthering Heights"
Like the Grimpen Mire of the Baskerville hounds
Like the damp and murky evening of Gray's "Elegy"
My mind remained enclosed in a memory
Of the lovely times spent with Daphne.
But ever since you, O my beloved rare woman
Came into my life and offered your helping arm
Your comforting words and poetic solace
And to top it all your encouraging love
Life started becoming a rainbow for me
A myriad of colours blessed by the Divine One
Who only knows how to bring separated hearts together
After mysterious revolutions in the circles of time.
You are so much to me my loveliest heart-beat
That it is like I have been given the best treat
Which is given to those whose days and evenings
Reminded them once of their heart's deep yearnings.
Yes, O my very own darling
You are how I 'll be happiness defining.
Your love is like a nurturing, healing balm
Which restores in my jagged nerves a calm
And fills me with zest, energy and the will to live
For you wholeheartedly is this new reprieve...
The lands and the oceans, the cosmos and its stretch
Cannot ever dare to disrobe my breath
Which comes first for you and with His blessing
To Whom I feel we owe our everything.
Beautifully written....