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Wednesday, 6 April 2016

METAMORPHOSIS



I don’t know 
How I become the blue ripples
Vanishing in the shore!
I don’t know
How I am the flower
Fading at twilight!
I don’t know
How I become the flame of a candle
Dying in a puff of wind!
I don’t know
How I become the sound of rain
To be Lost behind a valley!
I don’t know
How I am born of sprouts
Growing green again
Go on flowing as waves to shore
Becoming light of a candle
Indifferent of darkness
I died yesterday
And living today again
Just the sun has come for me
And the moon dancing at my door
I don’t know
How life changes at finger-end!

Composed and copy right by Rajendra k. padhi

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