Starlight in my Tresses

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They would appear it was close to the hour,
I waited holding my breath.
Millions I see the waves upon the sea,
To unfurl the view ahead.

The playful wind thumped on my shoulder,
Under their freezing touch I shivered.
They Came, stars in herds;
Showers of silver, descending on the water.

I step into the water, in
My tiny hands to gather, silver dust
Sticking all over my dress as
I return with starlight in my tresses.

poem by Gautami Phookan
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