Facing A Storm Poem by Ajit Das
Facing A Storm
A razing storm is blowing.
You face it like an oak tree
against its cyclonic speed,
but get uprooted in the end.
Or you bend like a willow,
letting the storm pass over,
again regain your posture,
finding foothold on the soil.
Upheavals come, rattle life.
How to face them? Is it like
a stubborn oak, a lithe willow
or a balanced fusion of both?
Friday, March 24, 2017
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