Fruit

With constant falling
Baby learns to walk
Never being afraid of the fall
Or, the being will crawl till the death
With soothing warmth
The sun rises
Slowly the intensity raises
So that mother tolerates it
Yet, I a divine being
Wants the fruit to ripe overnight
I need to learn the patience
I need to water my dreams a little longer
Then the seed will sprout,
I will watch it, till it becomes full grown tree
Birds will make it their home
And, I will enjoy their melodious song
Someday, the tree will bless me
Then my intensity will be equal to the sun


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