To Fall Is To Rise Poem by Indira Renganathan

What a fantastic description of a life sketch you have made through the nature, Amusing 10**** Indeed we all are tiny kids in front of mother nature.

Sort of a beautiful philosophical write about the life. Very beautifully crafted. 'To be swept up by A monsoon blow For a new season'.. is so nice. Thanks for sharing.

Yes madam, to fall means to rise. In old age people need to rise with the help of their grandsons or grand daughters. After final falling a person gets nascent body like a new leaf of a tree. A well imaginative poem with a philosophical base has been composed by you incisively. Full five stars.

Ma'am autumn so metaphorical compared with child in the lap kicking gently. Very beautiful conception and expression of surprise. Thank-you.

So that A nascent leaf Fluttering In gentle breeze Flickering In golden sunshine In the lap of mother nature Excites me........beautifully delineated the scene of natural life;

Glorious piece..... thanks for sharing.....

Truly Wonderful Indira Than U for sharing

"Waiting Like the fallen Leaves"

Profound philosophical rendition very powerfully penned with lucidity of thought. A work of an intricate mind.... Thanks for sharing this inspirational poem with us. Stay blessed.

A motivational piece of work! Priceless words dear madam.