Neela Nath Das
I Am To Go - Poem by Neela Nath Das
I didn't bury my past days for my present delight
I love the soil, the garden, the trees and plants
Bearing my ancestors' touch and smell.
Humans may not know, how much I love them!
But, the chirping birds nestward know how I miss my nest.
I am to go, I am to go, to the deep-root of that soil,
Where I was born and reared with the nature's magic spell.
The sky, the river and the leas taught me there
How to stand and to move, so I am now here.
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