Everything is bound to return to its source.
Mother Nature draws complete circles.
I play my character and recite hopeful lores.
I dance upon this spinning rock, for any moment may be my interval.
The creator creates carefully,
It has tasked us to preach kindness - embody humanity
For when, of survival, you have achieved mastery,
you become kind - the meaning of life shifts from competition to parity.
How may I fulfil my purpose when my reservoir is empty?
Parched hearts cannot be quenched when there’s not enough for the body.
As I remain exhausted, I wait receptively,
For I trust my mother, Nature, and I know with certainty:
She will bring me back my scattered kindness,
The remnants lay across the corners of the world.
leaving humane traces on this dead, spinning surface.
Reminding the forgetful, as it echoes with love.
It echoes of love, and its truth.
It’ll ricochet back into my ears too.
Perhaps not today, perhaps not so soon.
I shall let the summer pass and await the monsoon.
Where I will stand with an open heart as it finally happens,
the sky will rain kindness, soaked up from all the 7 oceans.
Showering it back on me, with gentle caresses.
Fuelling the dying flame, before I lose faith, kindling my kindness.
| About the author |
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| Saara Parijaat is a 16-year-old high school student who hails from Delhi. Pursuing the International Baccalaureate program, she has developed a diverse portfolio of knowledge and skills. Notably, she is one of the youngest TEDx speakers in Haryana and is also celebrated as one of the valedictorians at her school, demonstrating her academic excellence and leadership. Beyond her academic and advocacy pursuits, she is a talented dancer and an internationally published author. |