I pick the ripple off the rivulet
The hope from birds’ eggs
The lush green off the forest firs
The speed off horses’ legs
The scent off the dewy rose
The blueness off the skies
The velvet off a puppy’s nose
The colors off butterflies
I pick the majesty off the mountain
The fire off the Sun
The wetness off the monsoon rain
The silver off the Moon
The warmth off a friendship
The core off a heart in love
The mother’s cloak of protection
The Saint’s reverence for God above
I pick the sweat off workers’ brows
Those beads of daily gain
And string them all into my verse
To make my Poetry Chain!
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