India Poem by SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN

India



Welcoming everybody with love
Never bending her head before others
spreading love and peace
cherisheing all noble thoughts
She stands tall;
That is India, my mother.
Her soil is holy and sacred,
and with the sword of Ahimsa
of none we shall ever be afraid.

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THANJAVOORE/TAMILNADU/INDIA
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