From Rogashajjai

Saturday 10 July 2004.
 

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The first day’s sun asked
at the new manifestation of being-
Who are you?
No answer came.
Year after year went by,
the last sun of the day
the last question utters
on the western sea-shore,
in the silent evening-
Who are you?
He gets no answer.



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