Out of Mother’s Earth a nurtured sapling
As of Mother’s womb fetus comes alive
Light of life glowing out of darkness, spring
Spiraling new beginnings to survive.
Like an innocent stream flowing constant
This life buds into shape, discovery
Of sun and rain, and wind, much of Rembrandt
Colour without a bias, or envy.
As Time heals wounds of tainted obstacles
This Life takes independence, intellect
Maturity sans much differences
Growing devotion with ‘me too’ respect.
Into a song, jai Ganesh, jai Ganesh
Jai Ganesh deva, Om jai jai Ganesh.
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