Palanquin

We will travel in a palanquin
Like an old time royal in air
While the bearers will shout

Ko Ho Ko Ho like a folk song
Coming straight from heart.
Beauty falls in love’s kismet.

Palanquin goes up and down
Borne along, sways to wind,
Like a flower in summer sky.

We tremble as paper petals
To every breeze that passes,
Embrace kismet, to be safe.

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