Shalt be grateful to The Roots who harboured &
taught!
And streamed weighted gracious acts, classy chord;
Though distinct but powered, echoed "splendid
sights",
Shalt be grateful to The Roots who prospered the
void!
And kindled the roads never questioned the choice;
Believed, one can't be nurtured in closets, so
unleashed,
Even though secluded comprehensions faded amongst crowded
noise!
Shalt be grateful to The Roots who blossomed sulking
souls!
Themselves they lost All, still fought for our pride;
Walked on streets or crossed lands to build,
upcoming,
Even though wants never eventuated, washed away by
Tides.
Shalt be grateful to The Roots who left only remembrances!
And shared the beauty of purpose and light;
Those unparalleled who "conceived" the life,
"Rarity of Presence" went unnoticed when
present but remembrances always reignite.