Just Be Here Poem by TADASHA TRIPATHY

I am the drop of water
On a petal of a red rose
Making the the view
Much precious than what
We either of us
Can create alone.

Dwelling on the floor
.
.
Watching..........
The blue sky above
The red surface below.

Is a sky is present
Above what I see?
Is a floor present
Below what I see?

Should I go with
The rest drops
With the clouds
To rain again
As a drop else where.

Should I go with
The rest drops
To flow as a river
Below my vision.
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.
.
.
.

The rose is saying
Just be here,
As a part of my petal
Forever.