Who Are We? Poem by Ramakrushna Sahu

We are still not born
Our faces are still buried
in darkness unknown
Though we have painted
The black sky with blue
And the invisible stars
with dazzling light

We are trying to come out
Of the depth of silence
Of the nothingness called truth
We are sprouting as beautiful
as fairy dreams
But yet to be face to face
with ourselves.

The flowers spray their fragrance
In the soothing breeze
The birds with their songs
Play with the river streams
Trees embrace us with their
loving shadows
We are there in all
as their heartbeats
But we are yet to know
Who are we.