The Boy with Almond Eyes

by Paul Martin Freeman (December 2024)

Sówmya dreams of India
And home beneath the skies;
And there she knows he waits for her:
The boy with almond eyes.
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A prince he is, and valiant too:
A lion among his people!
Yet warm and kind and ever true,
He’s dignified and regal.
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She knew him as a virgin bride
A thousand lives ago.
He’d stood in splendour by her side,
Bejewelled from head to toe.
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He’d held her hand and sworn his love:
No other would he treasure!
He’d vowed by all the gods above
His love would last forever.
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And through their every incarnation,
Through endless time and space,
Through all the phases of Creation,
They’re locked in love’s embrace.
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Their love inhabits the Eternal:
This power that never wanes;
This force forever young and vernal
That age and death disdains!
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And so she dreams he waits for her:
This boy with almond eyes;
This prince of ancient India;
This love that never dies.

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