बस यूँही……..

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A hazy , foggy night meant that the sunrise would be different.
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The Sun rose lazily, too. A mountain ridge and a thick blanket of fog meant it wasn’t visible till it cleared the horizon. The sun appeared red faced at the delay.
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I was reminded of William Shakespeare’s sonnet, titled simply by its number.
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Sonnet 33 By William Shakespeare

Full many a glorious morning have I seen
Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye,
Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy;
Anon permit the basest clouds to ride
With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide,
Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace:
Even so my sun one early morn did shine,
With all triumphant splendour on my brow;
But out, alack, he was but one hour mine,
The region cloud hath mask’d him from me now.
Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth;
Suns of the world may stain when heaven’s sun staineth.
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