Nativity

By: Neha Soi

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Everlasting trees
looking over an everlasting valley,
Still,
despite all obvious curiosity
about rivers flowing by in changing colours.
Waiting for the winds
to help them take a peek,
and then avert their eyes;
unseen.
Uncertain lives
uncertain loves
uncertain time of death
a certain guarantee of fate:
“You don’t live long in a war son”…
“Whoever explains this will get five rupees.”

 

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