A Ghazal in English
I wandered far through time and sign,
Then found your eyes — as if divine.
No temple called, no shrine was near,
And yet I bowed — as if divine.
You spoke no word, yet all was said,
Each look a line, as if divine.
Your gaze dissolved the bounds of self,
The space, the time — as if divine.
In stillness bloomed a sacred fire,
No ritual, no sign — as if divine.
You saw my wounds and did not turn,
You made them shine, as if divine.
I lost my name beneath your breath,
Your silence mine, as if divine.
Now Prashant walks a quiet path,
Each step, a shrine — as if divine.
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