She is a wanderer
She sets her foot out
Like a soldier of her own infantry
She hits the road
Like a wild mare
She goes like wind
Wherever I go
I find her footprints
Unfaded and glowing
They show the path
She unfolds herself
For every place she visits
She leaves a piece of her very heart
Wherever I go
I hear her heartbeat
Like a mountain song
It soothes me
She touches with her soft hands
The chubby cheeks of kids
She meets on the way
Fragrance of her
Flowing compassion
Meets me at every stop
I go on
On and on
To find her
Only to discover her in me
She comes and sits beside me
Swift and silent
She looks at me
And veils me with a moonlight smile
I am HE
A part of S’HE’
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