They say that there is no spectacle like the Northern Lights,
And I think of them,
With the small diyas I light,
Wondering if on them my eyes will ever feast, to my heart’s delight,
And then I think of you,
Out in the world, so fierce, so bright,
My heart fills with delight,
For I know, in you, I have seen the Northern Lights.
Dedicated to Debjani Halder
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Updated- 07/01/24
