Nature - Poem by Anita Sehgal
I stand at the edge
of the cluster..
And watch with bated breath the spaces between leaves,
For they seem to hold a secret,
So tight, divine and sacred
Thick with the silence
Of the mystery of existence,
I dare not step in to disturb nature,
Offerings its prayers to the Almighty!
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