EMBRACE THE FLOW

 

EMBRACE THE FLOW

 This is a truth that grounds the soul 

A philosophy that makes us whole

To take love in, wherever it grows

And let its warm current freely flow

 

From friends who stand through thick and thin

From family where our roots sink in

From passions that set our hearts ablaze

Or quiet pride in life’s own ways

 

Each drop of love, no matter where it starts

Fills up our cup and mends our heart

It builds us up with joy so bright

And gives us strength to stand and fight

 

For when we open wide our door

To love that flows from every shore

We grow in grace, we learn to bend

And find the resilience we need to mend

 

It turns the ordinary into gold

Makes stories worth being told

Each moment touched with care and grace

Becomes a warm and lasting space

 

So let love flow through every part

Awaken joy within your heart

This simple way to walk through life

Will carry you through storm and light

© Sukanya Yogesh (2026)

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MY GLOW IS MINE

 ✨ MY GLOW IS MINE

You talk about filters on all of my clips,

Like I’m hiding behind edited pics.

But here’s the truth; simple and clear,

No filter can create what doesn’t live here.

It can smooth the skin, brighten the face,

But it cannot give a soul its grace.

Because real beauty doesn’t begin outside,

It lives in the heart you choose to guide.

In a mind at peace, in a spirit that’s kind,

In the strength to leave draining energy behind.

If your soul is heavy, it always shows,

No matter how perfect the picture glows.

But when your heart is clean, your intentions pure,

There’s a light in you that feels so sure.

It shows in your smile, your words, your way,

In the calm you carry every day.

No filter can build it, no edit can fake,

It’s a glow from within that nothing can shake.

So say what you want, I won’t pretend

My beauty is real, it comes from within.

Because when your soul is pure… you glow. ✨

© Sukanya Yogesh (2026)

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मैत्रीचा दीप तू…

An ode to my best friend Rahul on his birthday on 1st December 2025. I attempted to write in Marathi with help from the internet and my husband. The thoughts, words & feelings are all mine with some help in translation. It was well appreciated by Rahul 🙏

 मैत्रीचा दीप तू…🪔

जीवनाच्या वाटेवर

कधी ऊन–सावली🏖🏝, कधी धुक्याची चादर,🌁

कधी वेदनेची धार, कधी आनंदाची 😃किनार…

त्या प्रत्येक वळणावर

एक हात नेहमी माझ्या खांद्यावर, तो तू.👫

तू मित्र, तू तत्वज्ञ,

तू शब्दांमधला अर्थ,

तू शांततेतलं धीर,

आणि अंधारातली प्रकाशरेषा.🌃

वादळांच्या काळात🧖

मी कोसळले तरी

तुझ्या एका शब्दाने

छातीतील भीती विरघळली,

आणि पुन्हा चालायला पायांना दिशा मिळाली.👣

तू केवळ मित्र नाहीस,

तू माझ्या विचारांच्या शेतात

पहिल्या पावसासारखा उतरतोस

मनातल्या धुळीला शांत करत,🧘‍♀️

गोंधळलेल्या प्रश्नांना अर्थ देत.🤹‍♂️

आज तुझ्या वाढदिवशी

मनापासून एकच इच्छा

तुझं आयुष्य तितकंच सुंदर असावं

जितकं तुझं मन आहे,💕

आणि तितकंच शांत

जितकं तू माझ्या आयुष्यात घेऊन आलास.

आज तुझ्या वाढदिवशी

एकच प्रार्थना🙏🏻

जशी तुझी साथ माझ्या आयुष्यात

एक वरदान ठरली,

तशीच तुझ्या आयुष्यातही

प्रत्येक दिवस देवो नवी उर्जा, नवा आनंद,😊

आणि तुझ्या मोठ्या मनाला

मोठं आकाशही लहान वाटावं.🙏🏻

माझ्या मित्रा, मार्गदर्शका, हृदयाच्या आधारस्तंभा—

जन्मदिनाच्या अनंत शुभेच्छा.

तू असलास म्हणून

हा प्रवास सुंदर आहे…👌

आणि माझं मन आज

कृतज्ञतेने ओलं होतं आहे.🙏🏻🥺

जन्मदिनाच्या खूप खूप शुभेच्छा,

माझ्या जीवनप्रवासातील

अमूल्य सहप्रवासी👫— माझ्या जिवलग मित्रा राहुल🫂

- महान कवयित्री सु🥰

© Sukanya Yogesh (2025)

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Peace belongs to you

☮PEACE BELONGS TO YOU

We spend our days

polishing our words,

straightening our posture,

editing ourselves

for an imagined audience.

But the ones we try to impress

are only a handful

some who love us regardless,

some who judge us no matter what.

And beyond them

there stretches a vast sea

of silent faces,

neither for us nor against us,

simply passing by.

Yet we burn ourselves

for the warmth of a few opinions

while ignoring

the cool stillness

of the indifferent many.

Let them watch, or not.

Let them praise, or not.

Their gaze is theirs

our peace is ours.🙏

© Sukanya Yogesh (2025)

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To My Hardworking Husband

To My Hardworking Husband

Each morning with the sunrise, you rise and face the day,

With strength, with love, with courage guiding your way.

Through hours long and weary, your spirit stays so true,

Each selfless act you give is love in all you do.

Your hands may bear the marks of work, both strong and kind,

A symbol of devotion, of heart and soul combined.

You’ve built for us a home, a haven safe and warm,

A shelter filled with love that weathers every storm.

I’m proud of you, my love, your courage shines so bright,

You lift me when I falter, you are my steady light.

I trust you with my dreams, my soul, my heart’s embrace,

Forever grateful, blessed by your endless grace.

And every day I choose you, as you have chosen too,

My husband, my protector—my love, my life, it’s you.

© Sukanya Yogesh (2025)

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It Was Never About the Big Things

💫IT WAS NEVER ABOUT THE BIG THINGS

And one day, you realise, 

it was never about the big things.

It was always the little moments

that felt like magic. ✨

The simplest seconds that made you smile.

The genuine experiences that filled your heart with quiet joy.

No filter there, no thought too deep, 

Just laughter crashing in a heap.

It was the conversations that restored your faith in kindness and compassion.

The hugs you wished would last a little longer.

The people who felt like sunshine. ☀️

They warmed my world and made it shine.

It was the stillness, the peace, the soft reminders

of how beautiful this world can be.

A bloom, a breeze, a drifting leaf,

Each moment brief, yet full belief.

In the morning light that warmed your spirits

how your favourite song came on at just the right time.

The laughter that lingered,

long after the moment had passed.

Warm hands wrapped around a cup of tea,

laughter drifting through an open window,

the soft weight of a blanket

on a sleepy afternoon.

A handwritten note,

a look that said “I understand,”

a stranger’s smile

on a heavy day.

It was the hands you held,

the tears someone gently let you cry,

the quiet strength

of simply being there.

The comfort of silence

with someone who needs no words,

and the joy of knowing

you are loved exactly as you are.

The way someone remembered your favourite flower,

or checked in

when your heart felt heavy.

The quiet “I’m here,”

without needing to say a word.

The shared silences

that spoke volumes.

The soft “good morning” texts

that made you feel thought of.

The tiny gestures;

a glance, a smile, a touch, 

that reminded you

you were never alone.

It was in the memories

made in ordinary moments;

the ones you hold onto

when everything else fades.

It was never about the big things. 🤍🧿

It was always the little ones;

the ones that meant everything.

The ones that still do.

© Sukanya Yogesh (2025)

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Guru Purnima Reflections - Ode to my Gurus

🌕 Guru Purnima Reflections 🌕

On 10th July, we celebrated Guru Purnima — a sacred day to honour the wisdom and grace of our Gurus.

As an offering of gratitude, I bow first to my Mother and Father, my very first Gurus who shaped my values.

I then offer my heartfelt pranams to all my spiritual Gurus —

Swami Chinmayanandaji, Sri Sri Ravi Shankarji, Avdhoot Shivanand Ji, Brahmakumari Shivaniji, Guru Premanandji Maharaj, Shri Aniruddhacharya Ji Maharaj, and most recently, Guru Satyendranathji of Nasik — each of whom has illuminated my life in unique and profound ways.

But Gurus come in many forms — our friends, strangers, even our children. Life constantly teaches us through every interaction. We only need the humility to learn.

As a humble offering, I wrote this poem 🙏🏻

(Inset Photo - A Guru blessing his disciple created by me on Studio Art Ghibli.)

🕊️ Ode to My Gurus 🕊️

In shadows deep where doubts reside,

A gentle hand, a steady guide.

From “gu” — the darkness, “ru” — the light,

A guru’s touch turns wrong to right.

In silent steps or thunder's roar,

My Gurus came to open doors.

With words or glances, smiles or tears,

They whispered truth beyond the years.

My mother told me tales of God,

My father taught each sacred chant.

From chants and questions, deep and true,

A divine light within me grew.

They taught me not just mantras old,

But how to love, to trust, be bold.

To seek the self in all around,

And stand in peace on shaky ground.

My Gurus, Not just a teacher, but a flame,

That kindles the soul beyond mere name.

With wisdom deep like ancient seas,

They help us shed our fears with ease.

Some wore robes, some walked unseen,

Some were stern, and some serene.

Some were storms, and some the breeze,

But all helped bring my soul to ease.

Through winding paths of spirit’s quest,

They lead us onward, never rest.

A beacon bright when nights grow long,

In their embrace, we find our song.

I bow to them, both near and far,

Each one a guide, a living star.

For in their grace, I found my way —

A heart that learns, each blessed day.

A sacred bond, both strong and true,

Of trust and grace between me and you.

More than knowledge, love imparts,

The key that unlocks restless hearts.

 

In every heart the light does gleam,

Awakened by the guru’s dream.

A guide, a friend, through dark and sun,

Until our journey’s whole and done.

© Sukanya Yogesh (2025)

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Ashadhi Ekadashi – A Sacred Day of Devotion and Reflection

Ashadhi Ekadashi, also known as Devshayani Ekadashi, will be observed on Sunday, July 6, 2025.

The day marks the start of Lord Vishnu's four-month celestial rest. 

I wrote this poem today inspired by this holy day. 

Inset Photo - A happy smiling face of our dear Lord Vithoba(Vitthal) created by me on Studio Art Ghibli.

Ashadhi Ekadashi – A Sacred Day of Devotion and Reflection

In Ashadha’s moonlit, sacred sky,

Devotion wakes as spirits fly,

Fasting not just of food, but speech,

Of ego too—what hearts must teach.

A time to turn the gaze within,

To cleanse the soul, repent all sin,

To walk the path of thought and prayer,

And feel the Lord’s still presence there.

For Chaturmas, the holy tide,

Begins today, with faith as guide.

A season deep in thought and song,

Where right and truth to hearts belong.

Through Vithoba’s land, the pilgrims tread,

With saffron flags and hearts outspread.

To Pandharpur, they sing and sway,

In joy and tears, they find their way.

So let us bow and rise anew,

With every breath, with all we do—

On Ekadashi, bright and high,

Where heaven touches earth and sky

On Shayani Ekadashi's moonlit night,

You sing His praises from dusk to light.

With folded hands and hearts so wide,

Devotion flows like an endless tide.

The stars bear witness, calm and bright,

To souls awakened in sacred light.

Lord Vishnu sleeps, the world stands still,

Yet chants arise from vale and hill.

Barefoot paths to Pandharpur gleam,

In every step, a whispered dream.

“Vitthala, Vitthala,” voices rise,

Their love ascending to the skies. 

Our minds grow still, the world fades thin,

As light awakens deep within.

In every breath, His name we say,

On this divine Ekadashi day.

The body tires, but spirits glow,

As bhakti's river starts to flow.

Through tears and hymns, the soul takes flight,

Bathed in the moon’s soft silver light.

In silence loud, the soul takes flight,

On Shayani Ekadashi’s holy night.

No feast we seek, no riches grand,

Just grace to hold His lotus hand.

© Sukanya Yogesh (2025)

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My Guardian Angels (My Parents)

 I lost both my parents on the same date 2 year's apart. Appa(23rd June 2015), 10 year's today & my Amma (23rd June 2017), 8 year's today

Life has never been the same again. I'm orphaned 😢 and left to fend for myself without their guidance and support. I miss them each day everyday.

I penned my feelings in poetry 

Inset Photo - A picture of My Parents and me and my brother on Studio Art Ghibli. The original picture was taken in a fair conducted at a school, where they had props.

My Guardian Angels (My Parents)

Ten years have flown, Appa, since your celestial flight,

Eight years since Amma joined you, bathed in eternal light.

June twenty-third, a date etched deep within my soul,

Two years apart you left me, leaving such a gaping hole.

Time's relentless passage, blurring months to years,

Leaves me wondering how I function, battling back the tears.

No one, nothing can replace the warmth of your embrace,

Your memory a poignant echo, in time's fleeting space

I long for your embrace, a comforting, healing hand,

Your presence, an absence, across this weary land.

I long for that sure anchor, that haven safe and deep,

Where unconditional love resided, secrets I could keep.

 

Each day, I reach for the phone, a familiar, empty space,

To share life's joys and sorrows, with your loving embrace.

My happiness feels incomplete, unspoken and unknown,

A joy dimmed by your absence, leaving me all alone.

A heart unmoored, adrift at sea, where shadows softly play,

No anchor strong, no guiding star, to light a lonely way.

A vast and empty ocean, where solace cannot bloom,

Lost in the icy silence, consumed by deepest gloom.

My heart yearns to see you, my guiding stars above,

The beauty of your presence, a beacon of unconditional and endless love.

Your wisdom lives on, a legacy bright,

In lessons learned, and values held tight.

My guardian angels, ever near, my constant, watchful guide,

Protecting me from harm and fear, forever by my side.

A tender, poignant memory, a love that will not fade,

A parent's bond, a child's deep love, beyond death's shadowed glade.

 

Though pain remains a whisper, a tender, haunting sting,

Love's melody continues, forever we will sing.

Appa, Amma, forever, etched within our hearts,

In love's eternal embrace, where true devotion starts.

© Sukanya Yogesh (2025)

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Faith

🙏FAITH🙏

Faith; a quiet trust, a belief held deep,

A strength that rises, even when we weep.

It's more than dogma, more than just a creed,

A trust in something or someone, planting a hopeful seed.

 

It's faith in God, a prayer upon the breeze,

Or faith in friends, bringing hearts to ease.

It moves the mountains, it works wonders true,

When hope takes root, and dreams break through.

 

The weight of trust, it binds us to our kin,

To rise above ourselves, and let the good begin.

We strive to honor, the faith that's placed in us,

Pushing limits, breaking through the dust.

 

Some deem this miracle, I call it faith's embrace,

A powerful force, uplifting every race.

To trust and be trusted, two sides of a heart,

Both must be cherished, never torn apart.

 

May faith surround you, a blessing light and pure,

And brighter days, forever will endure.

© Sukanya Yogesh (2025)

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To my dearest daughter's

To,

My dearest daughter's

Before you came, a whisper of fear,

A mother's doubt, a shadow drawing near.

Would I be worthy? Could I show the way?

My own path winding, still searching for my day.

 

But in your eyes, a light began to gleam,

A promise whispered, a hopeful, joyful dream.

I'll guide you gently, help you find your stride,

Through doubt and darkness, I will be your guide.

My precious child, as you step out and fly,

My heart takes flight, and follows you so high.

Though I can't shield you, in every place you roam,

My love's embrace, will be your constant home.

 

I'll watch you soar, with lessons I impart,

A guiding light, forever in your heart.

The strength I've taught you, will carry you through,

Each challenge faced, my love will see you through.

 

The world may test you, in ways I cannot know,

But wisdom gained, will help your spirit grow.

With every triumph, every lesson learned with care,

My love's enduring strength, beyond compare.

 

So spread your wings, my darlings, and take flight,

May goodness guide you, and your future shine so bright.

And know that always, though unseen, unheard,

My love's protection, forever is assured.

 

No perfect mother, only love and grace,

To watch you blossom, in your own time and space.

Be strong and fearless, let your spirit soar,

Believe in yourself, and open every door.

 

Some may try to dim your inner light,

To make you smaller, and diminish your might.

But know this truth, my darling, brave and bold,

You can achieve your dreams, a future to unfold.

 

When my time is done, and life's short chapters close,

My love, my pride, my heart will overflow.

You, my sweet daughters, a masterpiece untold,

My most beautiful chapter, precious as pure gold.

My dearest girls, I understand the Ramayana's length may seem a trial,

A task that tests your patience, and makes you want to run and smile.

But even now, this ancient tale, holds truths we all should know,

Of goodness fighting darkness, a light that helps us grow.

 

It's more than just a story, it's of our Lord's might and grace,

The triumph of good over evil, a victory to embrace.

Though boredom whispers, trust my love and understand,

There's wisdom to be learned, from this ancient, sacred land.

 

I ask you now to listen, with hearts both open wide,

For in this ancient story, truths for your lives reside.

Believe in my intentions, for all I do is said,

To guide you to a brighter future, paths ahead.

© Sukanya Yogesh (2025)

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A Symphony of pain (Kashmir Attack - 22nd April 2025)

(Inset - A picture of the Baisaran Valley, Pahalgam, Kashmir, India)

Dear Friend's, I was deeply disturbed by the Kashmir incident that happened recently. 

I wrote this poem today. (23rd April, 2025)

A Symphony of pain (Kashmir Attack - 22nd April 2025)

In Kashmir's embrace, a paradise unveiled, 

 Where beauty and peace, a story was hailed. 

 Where sunlight danced, now shadows reside, 

 Innocent dreams, forever denied. 

Terror's cold grip, a sudden, harsh blow, 

Leaving hearts shattered, in grief's silent flow. 

 "Om Shanti" we whisper, a plea for peace, 

For those who are grieving, may solace find release. 

A world torn by violence, a symphony of pain, 

From terror's swift strike, to climate's slow drain. 

Innocent lives claimed, by forces unseen, 

A chilling reminder, of what could have been. 

But hope still remains, a flicker in the night, 

A call to action, to choose what is right. 

Compassion's embrace, a beacon so bright, 

Guiding our steps, towards a world where love takes flight. 

Let's build a future, where peace holds the sway, 

Where every child lives, safe and secure each day. 

A world sustainable, where justice reigns true, 

A legacy of love, for me and for you. 

From Kashmir's tragedy, a lesson profound, 

Peace and compassion, are gifts to be found. 

Let us honor the lost, with a vow we will keep, 

To build a better world, where love runs deep. 

© Sukanya Yogesh (2025)

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Most beautiful chapters of my life - My daughter's

(Inset picture of me with my daughters - Ghibli studio art picture of us)©

International Mother's day was on the 11th May 2025 and I wrote this poem for my daughter's

The Most beautiful chapters of my life - My daughter's 

My dearest daughter's, Before you came, a whisper of fear, 

A mother's doubt, a shadow drawing near. 

Would I be worthy? Could I show the way? 

My own path winding, still searching for my day. 

But in your eyes, a light began to gleam, 

A promise whispered, a hopeful, joyful dream. 

I'll guide you gently, help you find your stride, 

Through doubt and darkness, I will be your guide. 

My precious child, as you step out and fly, 

My heart takes flight, and follows you so high. 

Though I can't shield you, in every place you roam, 

My love's embrace, will be your constant home. 

I'll watch you soar, with lessons I impart, 

A guiding light, forever in your heart. 

The strength I've taught you, will carry you through, 

Each challenge faced, my love will see you through. 

The world may test you, in ways I cannot know, 

But wisdom gained, will help your spirit grow. 

With every triumph, every lesson learned with care, 

My love's enduring strength, beyond compare. 

So spread your wings, my darlings, and take flight, 

May goodness guide you, and your future shine so bright. 

And know that always, though unseen, unheard, 

My love's protection, forever is assured. 

No perfect mother, only love and grace, 

To watch you blossom, in your own time and space. 

Be strong and fearless, let your spirit soar, 

Believe in yourself, and open every door. 

Some may try to dim your inner light, 

To make you smaller, and diminish your might. 

But know this truth, my darling, brave and bold, 

You can achieve your dreams, a future to unfold. 

When my time is done, and life's short chapters close, 

My love, my pride, my heart will overflow. 

You, my sweet daughters, a masterpiece untold, 

My most beautiful chapter, precious as pure gold. 

- Sukanya Yogesh © 

 "Nowadays I'm making them watch one(1) episode of Ramanand Sagar's Ramayana and they try to escape as they find the pace too slow. Yet I'm keen they watch what we watched while growing up. So a few more words with regards to that from Mahakaviyatri Sue😜😂" 

Explaining Ramayana to my daughter's

My dearest girls, I understand the Ramayana's length may seem a trial, 

A task that tests your patience, and makes you want to run and smile. 

But even now, this ancient tale, holds truths we all should know, 

Of goodness fighting darkness, a light that helps us grow. 

It's more than just a story, it's of our Lord's might and grace, 

The triumph of good over evil, a victory to embrace. 

Though boredom whispers, trust my love and understand, 

There's wisdom to be learned, from this ancient, sacred land.

I ask you now to listen, with hearts both open wide, 

For in this ancient story, truths for your lives reside. 

Believe in my intentions, for all I do is said, 

To guide you to a brighter future, paths ahead. 

© Sukanya Yogesh (2025)

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Never let your pain be in vain

Someone asked me that you are in so much pain yet you are always beaming. 

I'd rather smile than lament on my pains. Anyways that's my personal battle and no one can help. 

On a lighter note this inspired me to write a poem. 

My father loved poetry and used to recite poetries by stalwart poets depending on the situation. He knew so many poetries by heart. He used to like poetries with alliteration. And I used to keep making poetries with alliteration to impress him. 

NEVER LET YOUR PAIN BE IN VAIN 

Pain is a part of my life and I'm a pain warrior 

Let it build you up and not be a barrier. 

When life throws the challenges use it to fortify 

Do not bow down get defeated or Justify. 

When times are tough & heated

Stand tall & refuse to stay seated. 

When life feels grim, don't fret & frown

Be strong & refuse to back down.

Be happy, Enjoy and have a ball

Life is all about moments big and small.

Resurrect, Every time you fall

Be a proud warrior, Stand tall 

You’re beautiful, you’re endless, Now spread your wings and fly,

Do everything you can, think of pain as an Ally.

Celebrate today and do what makes you feel alive. 

Hold the hands of your loved one's and do a little jive. 

Better to be a warrior than a worrier. 

We all learn the hard way, whatever comes don't sway

Leave behind Happy memories that bring a smile.

Leave behind a legacy that keeps you alive. 

© Sukanya Yogesh (2021)

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POETRY - THE 3 WISE R's, REDUCE, REUSE, RECYCLE

THE 3 WISE R's

The three wise R's, 

a mantra we hold dear, 

Reduce, Reuse, Recycle, 

let the message be clear. 

With every step we take, 

let's strive to shrink our trace, 

On this shared Earth, 

for generations to embrace. 

*Reduce*, the first step, a mindful decree, 

To consume less, for a future that's free, 

From mountains of waste, that blight our green Earth, 

A call to simplicity, to give our planet rebirth. 

*Reuse*, a second step, so simple and true, 

To give items new life, a purpose anew, 

To extend their lifespan, a journey they take, 

From trash to treasure, for our planet's sake. 

*Recycle*, the final act, a metamorphosis grand, 

Transforming waste, to nourish the land. 

From discarded materials, new life takes hold, 

A closed loop of resource, a story untold. 

So let us embrace, these principles so bright, 

*Reduce, Reuse, Recycle*, with all our might 

For a future sustainable, a cleaner, greener way,

The three wise Rs, leading us day by day. 

A mindful heart, a conscious mind, 

To lessen our impact, for all humankind. 

For the future's sake, let's tread with grace, 

On this planet, our shared living space. 

© Sukanya Yogesh (2011)

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