And the water has receded
From under the rainbow bridge,
I am filled with some remorse and shame
Never ready to play the blame game;
I patch us up like a multihued quilt
And seek you upon Eagle Peak;
Golden you, beautiful you,
Your eyes shining like a thousand
Black diamonds, upon Eagle Peak
Then my friend, sooner than you
Can surmise, sooner than you can tell.
-- Doel Sengupta
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