DISSOLVE
Civilizations perish
Cultures becomes alien
Words sound archaic
Acts look trivial
To belong at such moments
Is to explode
Beyond the glass wall of time and universe
And walk over it
To you
To be a tribal is
Not a choice
But a destiny
So real
Essential
Elemental
That there is no getting away
As the river dissolves into the forest
Climbs into that last leaf
Of greenness and glee
Destiny bends
Bows to the call
Of life…
Of unsaid prayers
Bows to a sprouting seed of truth
© nidheeshtyagi
Friday, June 16, 2006
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