Will Spring Fall Silent? Will It Not Come Again?
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On marking the sal forests cleared,
Trees being cut mindlessly,
Highways widened,
i sometimes think of,
Will spring not come it again,
Will it not come again?
I see the landscape,
The panorama of Nature,
Stone chunks cut off the hills
And crushed into stone-crushers,
When I see the sacred stones
Vermillioned where lives it
The Lord of the Hills and Woods?
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