Back To The Beginning... Poem by Ruta Mohapatra
Back To The Beginning...
I am the color of the earth;
Dust claims me every moment,
Every hour of the day
"Come to me, you are mine…"
Seeping through the doors,
The windows, the skylight,
Riding on the air,
Mixed with the water…
It sits on my table top,
On the windowsill;
It sleeps on my doormat,
My door handle, waiting…
Waiting for me to pack my bags,
Settle my affairs,
Say my goodbyes,
And begin my next journey…
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5/2/2024 3:23:34 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The dust of life's journey has many different coatings. Brilliant poem 5*****
So nice to have your comment, Mr. Wood!