A little hope

Every day, a little hope is born
A bud, somewhere in the ardent desert blooms,
Smiles and lives in spite of the cruel, murderous heat.
A living globe of sweet and smiling coolness
Protects it against this unfriendly world
As a crystal ball holds safe a due drop in its breast.


Niranjan Guha Roy

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