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Why This Return? Post by :Range Category :Poems Author :Dhan Gopal Mukerji Date :October 2011 Read :2616

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Why This Return?

Why This Return?
Why this sunlight
When all seemed without sun?

Whence this call?
I cannot tell,
Yet its mighty thralls.

Hold me, haunt me
Hour after hour,
With its name of thee.

All seems ended,
The last light lost
In the house of the dead.

Yet with time's tide
Rises thy face,
My heart, my soul, my bride.

Though poureth the rain,
And sorrow clouds my sky,
Yet not mine the pain.

What I hear
I can not tell,
And what I fear,

Will not endure:
But thou returnest,
O serene, O silent, O pure!


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Dhan Gopal Mukerji's poem: Why This Return?

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