Thursday, October 2, 2025

 Birds of the same feather flock together 

And beautifully rock together


But, I am a bird of all feathers, 

not limiting to any one particular feather 


I flock with all folks

Of all colors, of all walks, 


I belong to all parties, all groups, all religions, all gurus 

Never stuck or stay sitting in any of the grooves, 


Staying unmoved in any weather

Yet moving all ever hither and thither 


Taking the best of all 

making the most of any mall 


water is in  all the pots 

no single pot can hold the total ocean


‘‘All are in me

i am not in them’’

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