Oh! Precious drops,
A view crystal clear,
Life without you,
A complete mess,
Perhaps a nightmare.
Your pleasant existence
Sustains survival,
To blades of grass,
Green paddy fields,
Greenery spreading out -
Touching the horizon,
Every living creature,
The chirping birds,
Flocks and herds,
Mankind as well.
A clarion call,
For each individual -
Let's join hands,
With purpose and mission,
To save every drop,
Every single day,
And live in fellowship,
Harmony with nature,
For healthy living,
Benefiting mutual welfare.
[Published: 6 November 2010 in 'feelings' column of 'Horizon', the Saturday supplement of 'The Assam Tribune']
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