Here is the gist in English:
This day . . .
I let you on your path,
May you ride your dreams.
This day . . .
I have braved to overcome,
My false sense of home.
This day . . .
I leave behind the familiar,
To seek the meaning of life.
This day . . .
I spread my wings,
For a borderless flight.
Tomorrow . . .
I shall discover my chance,
To live and grow without regrets.
Note. After a few days of writing this, I remembered the original trigger for this poem -- it happens to be a poem by Dr Bhavita Saxena, which I had read in Here & Now, 22(4) (Oct-Dec 2008), p. 7 (PDF version available here).
My good wishes fly with you to help you travel smoothly, land gently, and live safely and happily in your new nest!
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ReplyDeleteNice peom DP! I appreciate your inner urge to step out of the confines of a familiar landscape, to set out on a new path. What do you exactly mean in the sentence 'my false sense of rootedness'... What are you searching for I wonder... I hope you find it.
I am happy that my poem inspired you to write something so meaning full… all the very best for you future…Bhavita
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