REFLECTANCE

Million eyes gaze on your facade,

You make tranquil in our heart and sense

Transcend minds to ease mortal miseries

Bequeath myriad verse to rhymesters

Bestow maudlin tides to aficionados

Wherever ascending or descending

We glimpse the inimitable veneer

Rhythmic to synchronous revolution

You stoop to no one’s supremacy

No colorful charade in any milieu

You are primed of stone and sludge

But flesh and blood to us –

A very passionate soul of life!