Buried #Orange The World #16 days

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It is said that the night is darkest

Just before Dawn breaks

 

Every new moon night

Gives birth to an exhilarating Dawn

 

Every tunnel

Ends in a sparkle of light

 

You buried me with malice

Not knowing

I was a seed

 

You clipped my wings

Not knowing

I would soon soar solo to the limitless sky

 

You chained my feet

With dead weights of treachery and deceit

Not knowing I would break free

 

It was the lord’s grace

That despite being buried

I chose to burst

Through the cracks of the soil

Reborn as a seedling

To grow into a towering Redwood

 

Buried

Only to be Reborn

 

by Aabha Rosy Vatsa, Faridabad

 

 

 

 

 

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