Mirror Of The Earth Poem by Santanu Banerjee

The storm within, like gales upon the sea,
Doth rise and crash, then whisper to the shore,
As hearts do swell, then break, then calmly flee,
To find in silence what they knew before.

The river winds, with secrets in its flow,
And curves through valleys, deep and wide, unseen,
As souls meander, ever still they grow,
In twists of life, where peace and pain convene.

The sunset fades, its fire turned to shade,
Yet leaves behind a trace of golden light,
Like fleeting joy, where shadows have been laid,
But still it glows, a memory in flight.

Thus nature speaks, its truth a timeless song:
We rise, we fall, yet still we move along.