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Thousands of Years

  • bebhartiverma
  • Apr 29, 2024
  • 1 min read

Thousands of years have passed,


Seems like a few moments


Whispered through the tunnels of time ,


Wind


Rains


Sunshine


Storms


Thunder


Each nourishing me,


My roots growing deep into the earth


Branches spread wide,


Embracing every birth,


Surrounded by my offsprings


Leaves shinning with the morning dew,


Whispered words like rustling of wind


Slow trickle of a stream,


Like laughter flowing through my veins,


I have lived for thousands of years…


To be born again and again ,


To be what I am meant to be …

 
 

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