a lamp near a guava sapling

last night, we lighted two lamps
one near a guava sapling growing still
over your ashes
and another near a dried pit
where another seedling dried away
maybe the ashes which did not sprout
were of the bones that had crumbled
in front of me
tired, fatigued, and worn out
but there were others
which had my hopes
keeping the bone marrow alive
but now, it does not matter
whenever you are are

u know that you are the light
that still guides my way
in the storms all around

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