The work goes on, the cause endures, the hope still lives, and the dream shall never die.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Last Night
Last night your faded memory came to me As in the wilderness spring comes quietly, As, slowly, in the desert, moves the breeze, As, to a sick man, without cause, comes peace.
Vikram Seth Tranlation from Urdu of Faiz Ahmed Faiz
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