SOMETHING I LOOK AT-421
BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY
Touch the sky,
and if you must, go even beyond—
for even for you, the sky is no limit.
But when you rise,
carry with you the scent of your soil,
the flavour of moist earth,
the aroma of wilting petals,
the silence of roots,
the warmth of the ground that knew you
before the world did.
Let your feet remember the earth
as your spirit touches the stars.
That is where your truth lives—
between the wind that lifts you
and the dust that shaped you.
And as you rise,
my love will watch,
not with a jealous pair of eyes
but with a heart full of joy,
a soul ecstatic and content,
a mind deeply meditative,
knowing that the one I love
is now more than I ever dared to dream she could ever be.
Yes, my love, it will make me complete and, be sure, I will never ask for anything more.
Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©
India
4.6.2025
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