Induja

            The Spider worked,             Through the dark of night,             Holding a ball of silken yarn,             To weav...

From my snowy homeland, I set out on an adventure trip, And rush towards the endless sea,  Carving my own trajectory.  Leaving behind...

                At the beginning of  creation,                 When the earth and the sky,                  Had just been made to ex...

If you love the lush green leaves, Forming canopies on the tall trees,  Don't ignore the rust-brown ones, The glory of the departin...

                   Up in the  foothills of the Himalayas,              Nestled in the lap of a woodland,         Sta...