THE WARMTH OF YOUR EXISTENCE
By Shree Raksha B.P.
The winds that carry a seed to germinate
Will germinate to a beautiful flower
A work of art exists in the nature
But one day the time will come
When the wind will carry my ashes
It shall rest on the ground
And nurture the mother earth
The time shall come when they carry my love
But I will stay in shores and in the soil
Waiting to be loved again
By Shree Raksha B.P.

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