Yours Not In Your Hand Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Yours Not In Your Hand
A seed must fall,
Sooner before it dries,
On a soil, duly fertile,
With enough moisture,
To germinate to plant.
If not so, whose fault is it?
You are not the cause
For your rise and fall,
For your up and down,
And for your birth and death.
Pride and regrets, put aside.
25.05.2002, pakd
Friday, January 15, 2010
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