The children forced to study
Cheer as if darkness were godsend
Candles which do not want to die
Disappear but when found
Bring the walls alive -----
We are all children again
Marvelling at the shadows
We can turn into deer or hound ----
The air hums with unheard sounds
The empty chairs glow with life
The streets flow with chatter and laughter
The Buddha in the showcase stretches
And laughs at how time can come to a halt.
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