Would It Not Know? - Poem by Anita Sehgal
What is it..
which makes the cell grow into a bony baby?
which makes the seed grow into a massive tree?
which makes the waves rise on the breast of the ocean?
which makes the Sun shine everyday?
which makes the food our bodies nourish?
which makes the fires rise and the winds to blow?
the planets to rotate
and the stars to twinkle in the heavens?
Would IT not know, What I need to sail through life happy and
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