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Oct 2015
I love to carry two flags in my hands
Where ever I be on the Earth.
One belongs to the country where I started
Myย ย earthly journey.
The other drawn on the limits
On my global choices as a human.
A defined context,
The power of sight my eyes permit.
A global white of the snow or the clouds
A global blue of the sky or the sea
A global black of the night or eyes closed
A global green of the grassy land and leaves
Shades of red, yellow and orange merge into a disk
My heart is there, the gateway to nature's breath.
Muraleedharan Koluthappallil
Written by
Muraleedharan Koluthappallil  58/M/India
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