Be Gentle

Nov 4, 2022

1 min read

By S. Viswanathan

Courage does not end fear,

it expects a better foe,

Do not be brave,

be gentle,

like the leaves,

Leaves don’t fear the raging winds,

nor does it mock a breeze,

whatever blows

it responds

as gentle as it could,

like pollens of a blazing flower,

crimson over the edge,

See it afloat with the promise

of life

See it blow wild!

By S. Viswanathan

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