Sunday Times (Sri Lanka)

Within My Heart

- By Don Manu

In the depthless caverns low

The strongest winds with fury blow;

In the deepest ocean floor

The purest pearl seeks light to glow

In the thickest forest gloom

The sweetest rose awaits to bloom;

In the darkest vaulted tomb

The phantom breathes to rise from doom, The wind’n pearl, the rose’n ghost

To all of them my heart plays host;

Till that day when I can boast

The true love that I hunger most Within my heart they’ll stay enclosed: Unspent, unseen, unblushed, unmourned.

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