To Fall Is To Rise
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Indira Renganathan
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Life seems old
And falling
Which hand's there
To hold and rise
Waiting
Like the fallen
Leaves with the
withered look
To be swept up by
A monsoon blow
For a new season
So that
A nascent leaf
Fluttering
In gentle breeze
Flickering
In golden sunshine
In the lap of mother nature
Excites me
As I keep gazing
Kicking my tiny legs
In my mother's lap
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