<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368462" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Migrant Heart</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The hold of the deep-rooted heart <br>Imprints laid on the impressionable soil <br>Toil shed on perforated veneers, sun-baked terrain<br>Fusing to the die-hard ethos of the land<br>Cultivating seeds of destiny, harvesting grains of serendipity<br>Yet the seasonal winds rampant, the birth of change inevitable <br>The call of an opportune cupidity trading the unsuspecting heart<br>To trade winds of migration, blown to unfamiliar frontiers<br>As vessels are docked, cultures are exchanged<br>Anchors are declined, new beginnings are unveiled <br>Journey of the heart to the potpourri of pluri-culturism <br>To the divine truth of homogeneity, the bounty of a universal being<br>Sons and daughters of the same mother, her supremeness, the ubiquitous Gaia<br>Pilgrims of the same sun, a sultry yellow dwarf<br>Nomads of the same azure curtain, a boundless blue giant<br>Yet scathing and bleeding is the alienated heart<br>As scarecrows are forgone for the snow men of winter<br>No longer holding the hand out for the pitter-patter of the monsoons<br>As snow befalls to the chilliness of a winter's alienation<br>As the heart searches for the bygone times<br>To the blood, the toil, the tears, the semen of one's legacy<br>To the miraculous symbiosis of man and soil</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dilantha+Gunawardana">Dilantha Gunawardana</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368462" data-title="The Migrant Heart de Dilantha Gunawardana" data-description="The hold of the deep-rooted heart Imprints laid on the impressionable soil Toil shed on perforated veneers, sun-baked terrain Fusing to the die-hard ethos of the land Cultivating seeds of destiny, harvesting grains of serendipity Yet the seasona..."></div> </div> </div>

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