A boundary for life

We always reach the boundaries of life.
They make us breathless and we stand

Under trees and look up at their leaves
And droplet flowers,one by one, in fog

That falls silently off sky shelf on trees
To the very end of the leaves ,droplets

That make their India voyage in a map
A boundary for life, define its contours.

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