The Seed Poem by Dhiren Doley

The Seed



It was only a seed
While travelling across the Himalayan verdure
I picked up from the impregnated soil
Beneath the evergreen plants
I tilled a portion of rocking soil
One night
When even silence was sleeping
It sprouted
Since then it has been flowering
Across seasons and weather

It is the smile
In my lips, never-ending

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