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We Smile, Rise from Roots
I may take time to smile but keep it on, I know not what life means, how it bears fruit, I smile all day-- right from the red of dawn. Sun shines or silhouette rules, reason or none, I greet the world--- though standing small, astute, I take to smile at once and keep it on, Grimace of prickly thorns nor ever frown, Nor from a storm wicked tune of a brute, I start smiling right from the early dawn. Those close to me, together with me grown--- I sing with butterflies, sound on the mute, Born with a smile I keep it ever on. Blessed be the fertile soil and smiling sun, Blessed be the Nature, I rise from the root, I keep my learning on from dawn to dawn... Until one day I wither, to death done, Not once I forget this truth absolute: One might take time to smile, should keep it on, I start smiling from my babyhood’s dawn. _____________________________________ The speaker in this poem is a flower. It talks of its philosophy of life and that of its close companions— leaves, thorns, and fruits apart from sprightly butterflies. It opens the monologue as the bud says, I take my time to smile, but keep it on as I blossom into flower. The guarding brutes are thorns. Everyone’s common philosophy of life is: Rise from the root. _____________________________________________ Villanelle | 09.10.2008 |
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