Sitaram
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Beyond tears,
Accepting the inevitable
In the twilight of years,
I cherish even the regrettable.
The sun is now distorted, large and red,
Enthroned upon the horizon's haze.
All has now been done and said,
And I am old and full of days.
- Sitaram
Written Easter Sunday, April 15, 2001
Accepting the inevitable
In the twilight of years,
I cherish even the regrettable.
The sun is now distorted, large and red,
Enthroned upon the horizon's haze.
All has now been done and said,
And I am old and full of days.
- Sitaram
Written Easter Sunday, April 15, 2001