Life
The big boulder
Resting on the bank of s stream
Clear and glittering
In the scenic landscape.
It is a miniscule part
Of nature there, but
Does not feel its existence.
And the blue hills,
Trees,and plants-
Are parts of nature.
But they don’t feel
Their existence ,
Nor can they see the beauty
Of the picturesque countryside.
Then I held my life dear
Close to my heart.
For one day
When I die ,
The elements of my being -
Air, water,earth,fire and space-
Will merge in to the nature
Not feeling their existance.
Copyright © Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh | Year Posted 2022
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