Everyday You Are
Everyday You Are
Everyday I want to smile . . . . . . . . .
You are the beauty of the sky, calling the mountains.
. . . . . . . . . but my heart is cold.
Everyday I try to smile . . . . . . . . . . . .
You are the beauty of the moon, touching the lotuses,
. . . . . . . . . but my tears stop me.
Everyday I shall smile . . . . . . . . .
You are the beauty of my eye, fragrant as the breeze.
. . . . . . . . . my soul sweetly beseeches me.
– Kaivalya Torpy.
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