Serving Time - Poem by RAJ NANDY
Like a fallen dried leaf I shall lie,
Beneath the deep shade of a Banyan
Where there will be many more like me;
As those Autumn leaves keep falling
all the while;
For I have now served my time!
I shall lie there perhaps to be blown
In the gust of Autumn, in eddies, in swirls,
Around this meaningless vortex of life!
Or perhaps to be gathered up into a heap,
As useless dry leaves;
And to be buried deep in the bosom of
the mother earth!
But one day I shall get transformed into
a rich fertile loam;
From whence fresh and tender stalks shall
Bringing forth a fresh resurgence of life!
And I shall not leave any regrets behind, -
For having served my time!
17 Apr 08
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