Winter always turns to spring

Jhadte the jinse phool

Aaj woh bezaar Khade hain

Tapti dhoop mein sookhi shaakhein

Kuch parinde aur gilahariyaan aaj bhi milne aate hain

Per jeene kaa zazbaa aaj bhi hai

Khilne kaa zazbaa aaj bhi hai

Kuch toofaano kaa intezaar hai

Apni bahaar kaa intezaar hai

On my morning walk

I have seen this tree laden with flowers

I have seen this tree shedding them with joy, the road covered with purple

Today I see it silent, poised, breathing,  fasting waiting in equanimity

Can I be this tree

When I been this tree

Happiness sutra

Winter always turns to spring

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