The homestead clean, no lock on the door
and for once the house greeted him
with the aroma of a choicest spice and lovely rice
and a stranger peeping out shyly
from behind the screen!
Struck by wonder more than a surprise,
for such was the charm of the lady divine,
he stood as if etched in the frame of the door.
"Who are you"? he forced the words to come aloud.
The lady emerged out of the dark and said,
" I am the spirit of the Pine you saved.
I have been bestowed with a new life.
Now it's my choice, not a destiny,
to live with you and make you happy.
And with this she slipped in his arms,
fragile and trembling like the leaf of the Pine.
and for once the house greeted him
with the aroma of a choicest spice and lovely rice
and a stranger peeping out shyly
from behind the screen!
Struck by wonder more than a surprise,
for such was the charm of the lady divine,
he stood as if etched in the frame of the door.
"Who are you"? he forced the words to come aloud.
The lady emerged out of the dark and said,
" I am the spirit of the Pine you saved.
I have been bestowed with a new life.
Now it's my choice, not a destiny,
to live with you and make you happy.
And with this she slipped in his arms,
fragile and trembling like the leaf of the Pine.
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