who r u
the wind that that smells like jasmine
or the storm that blows within
the light of a candle that holds the hope
or the fire that burn all the path of desire
the sky that give the beauty to sea
or the black clouds that is full of conspire
r u gold which never let other mix
or earth that let every other get in
r u water that takes any shapes by others choice
or the river that finds it way in the valley face
na u r u...that is gyanu....nothing more than that...
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