Re-Birth

Leaves fly across, the tree
The old must go
New ones would soon
In the same place grow
Hope keeps one alive
Ready to strive
And when there’s some lapse
A possible gap
Wait
Not fate
Patience the key
Knows the tree
Hence when it’s balding
It’s not the ending
Till the end
Mend.

Kavita Panyam

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