I dwell in the land of querencia,

Live like a gypsy where no nyctophobia.

I jingle my lyrics in the fluency of affliction,

In the tint of joy I ink my fraction.

Life is supercalifraglisticexpialidocious after pain,

Today I lose, tomorrow gain.

Pray to Lord with faith and loud,

There are blessings in every cloud.

Sun can't be blamed for fugacious dew,

Birds can't count moments few.

Be rampant a free flowing fountain,

Or strong like rock of silent mountain.

Of murky sombre and spreading doldrums,

Of dreaded terror and approaching storms.

Only that much God to feed my belly,

And save my family.

It's enough to make me secure,

Sweet content satisfies I never ask more.

Never caught life's hexakosioihexakontahexaphobia,

It's not friggatriskaidekaphobia.

By Monalisa Parida

From: India

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