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Jul 2016
Dear Sun,
If I have to believe on
my school books
or scientifically proven
expert mind opinions

You
are a white sphere,
an anarchic system,
composed of hot, destructive plasmons
and your rays
have the power
to turn my skin and bones
into a lump of grey ash
no matter how far from you
I stand on

Every morning
when your light yellow rays
softly touch me,
a smile spreads on my soul
and
the yellow, orange and magenta shades
you left in front of the darkness
made me to feel,
You are beautiful
though
my mind knows
You are nothing
but a colourless or white burning ball

You don't care me
neither I do
But there is something
unseen between I and you,
demolishes itself each minutes, each seconds
holds your angers
and scatters them into beautiful colours
and
made me to love each time
I see you

But I wonder
Why I failed and am failing
to honour, appreciate and praise
love of the unseen one
and his/her sacrificial care?
Between the sun and you, there exists an environment which makes sun-light beneficial for us. We never care but we should care for the environment. Its high time.

We also hold solar system within us. Sometimes our minds, our hearts behave as sun, full of energy, full of emotions that can make us do anything, cross any boundary but people who love us holds our hands tights and give us right direction.

So if you get a chance to appreciate your friends, family members do that and be there when they need you…you may not get a second chance to say thank you.
Puspanjali Sahu
Written by
Puspanjali Sahu  Kolkata
(Kolkata)   
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