O my sapling,  
let's stay grounded to feel the roots.  
I know it gets blurred.  
In that blur, I try to understand,  
I try my best,  
before it gets too late or early.  

O my sapling, let's stand amongst the flowers,  
shielding against the storm of heaviness.  
More like heavy emotions.  
I know it gets blurred everywhere.  
But it is okay, as something is moving.  
It moves as it touches something within and comes out movingly.  

The feelings within me were growling, so I whispered to them and wept softly with warmth in my feelings.  
My heart feels like it's rolling.  

O dear sapling, let's take a nap to feel our roots.  
The turmoil of feeling is deep, and my heart keeps rolling.  

O heartening care,  
let me not become closed off.  
Let me feel the downpour.  
I need you,  
for my heart keeps rolling with  
the heavy pouring inside,  
and I feel drenched.  

©shivpoetesspriya