Sprouts Sky Even In Soil Poem by Vijay Indushokai

Whenever she utters a word
a melody always sings a bird

Flowers sip their utmost beauty
Fragrance honestly does its duty

I wish her morning freedom-day
Brooks are used to sprinkle hey

My daughter sprouts sky even in soil
Before her own-ness an ocean could coil

A father can be immortal in daughter's zeal
An affection can be mortal but it always feel

How a father can talk before his girl's view
She is giving life's philosophical preview

I is nothing although nothing is true.
The falsity's shadow shows ultimate true

The death of poet knows mine is dead
No one assures, whether mind is in head.