Fireworks echo in the sky
but within, there is the echo of an old laughter,
a shadow of an old love,
which tells us that
light never comes from without
it is born from the longing within
Slowly, a river of lamps forms
a carefree stream of light,
that flows beyond time
Images of faces, images,
countless moments "slightly past" are reflected in it
There is no grief, no lamentation
only a deep, steady feeling
as if a wave of blessing
flows across the earth
And now, This garland of lamps belongs to everyone,
Every flame holds someone's memory,
Every shadow holds someone's embrace
This Diwali is not of a single moment
it is the collective memory of humanity
For every light is born from darkness
Every absence becomes someone else's presence
This is the duty of the lamp
Even after being extinguished,
To give meaning to the burning
Therefore, I dedicate this garland of lamps,
to the names of all those
who have passed,
but have not faded,
who, even after their departure,
remain within us like light,
like love, like infinity
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 😊🙏 @vikbuddy
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