Shall it be said on a cold breezy day
that the soul often looks out
the meaning of warmth and blaze.
Shall it be said on a weary long day
the time is set ticking steadily away
Shall it be said as rebirth arrives,
the chance of cloud comes drifting by,
It shall be said as the numbers fly,
The heat of the self, lives on and thrives.
Nikhil Srinidhi
that the soul often looks out
the meaning of warmth and blaze.
Shall it be said on a weary long day
the time is set ticking steadily away
Shall it be said as rebirth arrives,
the chance of cloud comes drifting by,
It shall be said as the numbers fly,
The heat of the self, lives on and thrives.
Nikhil Srinidhi
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