Turning Calender Poem by Gajanan Mishra
Gajanan Mishra
Turning Calender
Not old but new
Gajanan Mishra
Not new but old,
Not old but new,
Everything everywhere
Every moment as told,
You are yourself to renew.
All cold, all bold,
All fine, all shine,
Keep mind clear,
Stay blessed with
Own language dear.
One human, one chain,
One culture and you are your
Own producer dear,
See nature's order with
Turning calendar.
Tapobana, Titilagarh-767033
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