You are born again,
I dare not say Reborn.
As you are existence itself,
The life blood that permeates,
The Creation.
Which is permanent in its impermanence.
We wait for you to emerge,
From your self imposed confinement;
Hoping you have recuperated,
Your toothless smile,
And your wide eyed visage,
A glimpse of your innocent face,
Is what we long to witness.
Hasten it, my dear Lord
Emerge and let us merge… Elina
Sasmita
Prabhatitara Literature 
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