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BLOOMS OF LOVE

There grew the garden on the bed of peace
In it smiled happily the blooms of love
With verve of heart I moved into a step
A bloom bent and whisper'd in my left ear
'Are you true?' the question I smiled back at
When drifted another to my right ear
And ask'd, 'Are you pure?', and I smiled again
Taking another step in flight of grace,
Perhaps they took me in with contentment
And deep into the soul of paradise
My heart effloresced with divine touches -
No hate, no spite, no lies, no greed, no anger,
And nothing connected me with my self
But fill'd in with truth, peace, and altruism,
And stacks of all other virtues of love
Pledged in the service of my fellow beings...
In blossoming of the floral delights
In their's quiet humming of humanness 
In feelings of warmth of their homeliness
I found my being transform'd into a bloom...
Summers have spew'd blazes with ruthlessness 
Winters have crush'd the bones with heaviness
And storms have buffeted life with suddenness...
But proud am I standing unhurt, unbroken
My blooms of love with me in merriment...

 In our unity are we all secured 
In our mutuality are we all alive 
In each other's concern we live and grow 
In the soul of our love and care for each other
Invincible we are, and will bloom forever...

                         --- N P Samal

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