Here starts the downfall dear, and
When I say others, really I wander and wonder!
I think not myself different from others, but I am one and the same with you all, dear.
Am I then downfall marker?
See, here I have forgotten my own colour and texture.
Wait and observe, the height and the depth, and measure the air and the water, first within dear.
No downfall, I see clear,
Believe me, we are here to go
Upwards higher and higher.
Dear, give me an order, and see,
We all are the weavers of our own time, own life, and we are always together.
Our words, our thoughts, our actions are our maker and they are all within us, all clear.
No chance of downfall, be sure dear, and find, no upper, no lower. We are the symbol of our own inner self, all the time for a bright future.
Be a lighter of humanity dear, and remember we are not here to exclude one another.
Tapoban, Titilagarh, Balangir
27.05.2021
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