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A Picture, I Wish to Paint…

I wished to paint a perfect picture of my life

But only dents in the paint, I saw,

Furiously, I questioned

‘Why my picture – isn’t so pretty?’,

‘Baroque I wished to paint’

‘But messy it always gets’,

‘Why life is so unfair to me!?!’

Sad, disheartened I gazed around,

I saw, the butterfly elegantly wore black spots on its wings

The tallest trees, bowed down to bear – the reap of its fruit,

Appealing Nature had its own flaws and faults

Still all were Nature’s precious – its very own,

With a new insight I looked at my picture once again

And comely – it looked!

Shivani Garg, 2019