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Last Peace

By Pramod Rastogi

Painting by Sir Anthony Van Dyke (1599-1641). Courtesy: Creative Commons
LAST PEACE
 
You are the glimmer that resides in me.
I am spellbound by your aura.
I take my every breath at your bedside,
Waiting for your inner warmth
To light the breath of life in you.
 
And I have sat back listening
To your dreamy whispering voice
Flow like a stream of serenity,
Sharing with me your zest for life,
Yet ready to draw curtains over it.
 
You look at me with imploring eyes
As if seeking my permission
To leave me to explore the other side.
These calls have slowly become louder.
The oxygen is often in short supply.
 
The flame flickers while you lie there.
The last few months have passed like this.
They have taken a heavy toll on me,
As we look at each other helplessly,
Embracing the love that flowed
 
Between our tear-filled eyes,
We wait for the dreaded separation.
The one that beckons us in its arms
Is the one that torments me no end.
One day, you chose silence over agony...  
 
I know that our love will linger long
In hope of our next meeting.
You have left me on your journey to heal.
And with me fixated on you, I will sleep deep
To awaken in your arms, never to leave again.

Pramod Rastogi is an Emeritus Professor at the Swiss Federal Institute of Technology (EPFL) in Lausanne, Switzerland. He is a Member of the Swiss Academy of Engineering Sciences. He is the 2014 recipient of the SPIE Dennis Gabor Award. He is currently a guest Professor at the IIT Gandhinagar, India.

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