Come and behold
So I speak
Come and listen
Come and behold
Here I am
I am formless
I am norm-less
I am sacrifice
I am ritual
I am clarified butter
I am sacred fire
I am a poet
I am the mirror
I am the carrier
So I speak
I am nor weak
I can measure the world
As you say quick.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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