Poetry : Creation

(This is the english version of my  bengali poetry  'Sristy'.

The seed kissed the soil

and whispered, "Will you love me a little?"

The earth said to the sky ------

" Drench me a bit,

Let me turn muddy with joy

So I may embrace the seed ."

The sky called upon the clouds.

A gentle rain arrived.

The seed said to the Sun

" Grant me a little light."

The Sun replied, " So be it  !"

In the warmth of embrace

and the love of oxygen,

the seed, intoxicated with joy,

dreamed of creation in golden light.

From the seed emerged

a tender green sprout.

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Poet : Dr.Goutam Kumar Mallick