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Whenever you come to my mind
my verses, converting to songs
start flowing towards you.
During the infinite distance
between your center and my perimeter;
I feel, a continuous river of faith
flowing for ages.
As long as water is there,
two banks accompany each other
for a period perpetual.
By growing entire waves of reminiscence,
I, a fellow traveler of the same period
will keep waiting for the
melody of your song
right at the same river... unbrokenly...
(Tran slated from Nepali by Suman Pokhrel)