I Want Not - 03: The Strength
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Subhas Chandra Chakra
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I want not
that strength of a storm
that never settles a home,
that never houses a bird,
that never pats a back
of the weak or feeble,
that seldom explores a land
mysterious, strange or unknown,
that rarely builds up a dune
over the valleys of life
under the vast stretching
desert sky.
Rather I would be
The mild autumn breeze
That fills, chills and thrills
life in many,
soothes the heart of lovers
heals the aching minds
And flies the dry leaves
off the ant-hills
by the forest path.
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