Worship me like
The cherry blossoms
Delicately touches
The spring....
Worship me like
The rough sun rays
Gives meaning to
The summer....
Worship me like
The first rain
Brings inception of
The monsoon....
Worship me like
The snowflakes
Sing lullabies for
The winter....
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- Ipsita Mitra Pupu
24/12/2020
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