Growing shrouded in thoughts
Tending onto time lost
Telling me story it’s own
Blissful times and pain fraught
Eager cracks in layers peelings
Peeking past much too revealing
Shadows in all shades of brown
Hiding behind branches kneeling
Pain subside then shelter some
Showing scars and oozing gum
Am I to stand for some more time
Gaining strength from what was once
Manjari
