Glue

Who asks: who am I ? Who experiences the “I”

Who am I? The glue asks

I am the bind of the broken wing

Alone, I am just glue

Together, I am flight

Who am I ? The nail questions

Alone, I prick and scratches

Together, I hold a roof intact

Who am I ?

The tune asks

Alone, I am a sound

Together, I am a melody for broken hearts

Who am I? The visionary asks

Alone, I am mad

Collectively, I am the soul

I am the path

Only the sage never asked,

Who Am I?

Deep inside the sage

It whispers

“I am that”

– Rupika Moitra

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