Autumn Rain 

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Drizzling upon the past like autumn rain those
                                          Memories of ‘I’
The beauty of Your Face resplendent only when
                                          Warding off ‘I’

Thousand and one times martyred under the stampede of life
The nightingale of mine eyes sang the melodic
                                          Silence of ‘I’

Between us only the impassable chasm veiled by infinite Self
Under the beauteous rays of Oneness found only the
                                          Shards of ‘I’ 

Dara be that shattered mirror for none to glance upon even once
The Universe’s reflection by Your Light the true
                                          Image of ‘I’

© 2005-2002,  Dara O. Shayda