Known But Unknown

Known But Unknown

It is something,
precious than a ring
comes to us in every spring
as a present in the dream.

It’s there, everywhere we walk around
wherever the evergreens are found.
It’s there under the ground
a bit down into the water towns.

And what a glory!
just like magics of a story.
Smiles merrily
with full of glee.

It loves colour
& love it showers.
There’s sweetness however
& with us it shares.

It calls us
to know its world
running among the soft grass
as it dance.

It’s called love,
it’s called happiness
it’s the pure truth
by God’s grace.

By Samriddha Biswas

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