Flowing Poem by Santhosh Vijayakumar

Flowing

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Then, there I was, sitting,
By the banks of a river,
With my feet in flowing water,
And my mind in deep thoughts.
Memory of people in my life,
From infancy to now.
There were hundreds, known and unknown,
Who came and went.
But who stayed still?
With the quest I looked down,
The water was flowing,
And then I smiled,
For my answer found.
The water kept flowing.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nalini Hebbar 02 July 2006

thats a lovely poem, vijay...great that you have realized so early in life that you are the answer...great write...nalini

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