My Path Turned Green Poem by saranyan bee

My Path Turned Green



I was born,
then like a dropp from a large cesspool
escaping to find a course
in the loneliness of wisdom,

I turned my eyes
at the end of the journey
in the quietness of dry sand
to see if my path turned green.

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