when the dawn enlightens by the horns of my oxen
I plow the soıl with my prıde in my patient struggle
under my bare feet ı feel the soil humid and warm
with brilliant lights in my arm muscles
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Good poem. Thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment. Yours Gajanan Mishra