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The Familiar Stranger

 

Life is so familiar,

But death is a stranger,

A darkness unknown,

A road untravelled.

 

The ocean of life is familiar,

The turbulence of waves is familiar,

But what lies beyond the horizon is unknown,

Life after death is a strange territory.

 

The clouds are familiar,

And torrential rain is familiar,

Sunrise and sunset are familiar,

But death is a stranger.

 

Seasons are familiar,

Spring and summer,

Autumn and winter,

But the seasons after life are unknown strangers.

 

If this life is a dream,

If death too is a dream,

If this world is illusion,

Then everything is familiar but strange.

 

Vasudha Pansare

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