Musings Of A Mind Poem by Ginna Yadav

Its falls on my skin
Gently washing me in its enigma
I breadthe in a sigh
Mixing it with relief and uncertainity
What lies ahead to me is unclear
That I vandalise the mother(earth) too, I am aware of acutely
Yet I cannot leave this life of mine
A life which like million others
Spells doom for this earth

What do I do, to be one once again?
To hear her breadth inside me, to feel he caress
Without an element of corruption
brought in by our refuse?
Imagining myself to be its protector
I yet can not comprehend my role
Is it the destroyer or the avenger?
Or do I take after her to save her
Like a nuturer?
The questions are many, but no answer lies in grasp.
What do I do but move on and on and on