It Blesses Me
A Anjandev Roy
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The great tree of my inner realm
Calls me to write it,
Soon I depict it
With bright and brilliant words,
Suddenly I see a little creeper
In the great tree,
I try to avoid it,
But the creeper earnestly requests me
To write it too,
So I minutely depict it with beautiful words,
Eventually it blesses me wholeheartedly.
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