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Yatish is an academic of the soul.

 he has a Phd in smiling, a masters in loving and is an undergraduate of life.

He enjoys writing as a way of connecting emotions with experiences.

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Grow This Garden

Grow This Garden

A leaf may fall off

Tree

Eventually,

But it grew

Its

Way 

To being

On top of 

The tree,

Young,

Wild,

And

Free.


A flower blooms

With

Care,

But when we stop

And

Stare

And

Think

Of the flower,

We lose sight

Of the fact

That we too

Bloom

Constantly.


When we stare at our

Fellow

Human,

We do not look at them

The same

Way

We see

The

Flower.


In order to bloom,

The flower

Needs

Care.


But why is it we

Sometimes

Place no emphasis

On

Care

For our fellow

Human,

But we 

Tend

To

Gardens

Filled

With

Flowers?


Thorns grow

Just as

Roses

Do.


In this world,

There cannot only be

Good.


Just as the clouds

Form,

There must be some

Rain.


The process of growing

Does not

Happen

Overnight.


Anything we know

That grows

Has 

Some

Darkness,

But what is

Growth

Without

A

Little

Nighttime?


We all need

Some

Shade,

But all I see

Is people

Throwing

It,

Not 

Resting

To

Sit.


In order to grow,

We need a foundation

To grow from.


Our dirt

Is

This

Earth,

But we 

Trash it like

A

Dumpster.


We will have no place

To grow our

Seeds

If all of our

Communal

Deeds

End

In this world

Being

Filled

With

Poisonous,

Toxic,

Weeds.


We talk about

How a flower

Has meaning,

But so too

Do our fellow

Friends

And

Foes.


Look after this garden

We call

Society,

But 

Remember:


You are not

The

Only

Groundskeeper

To 

Grow

This

Planet.


You are not alone,

But you are

Uniquely

You.


No two

People share

The exact

Same

Lives,

And it is this

Fact

That keeps us

From being

A bouquet

Of flowers.


Let’s grow

Like

Flowers,

But act

Like

Bees,

Working

Our way

To perfect

Honeymoons

Of

Harmony.


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