Golden Ring
by Nagendra Kumar
I am innocent of life outside my Paradise
until you come and conquer my heart
although I don’t know you in person
seems you had been in my life before.
Under the huge old oak tree
near the shimmering waterfall,
you profess your love with sincerity
accompanying by bird’s harmonic song.
I sit on a large stone surrounded by various trees,
my hands playing to the flowing crystal water
then you appear from down the river
holding my hand offering a golden ring.
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