The world rejuvenation park.
It has an entry, it has no exit.
It begins with me, completes in you.
The world bursts through me,
Pours into you.
They enter a sahara,
And mingle into an Amazon.
From the desert to the sky.
From the barren to the fertile flower.
From the cold wind to the gentle breeze.
From splashes to the womb of the ocean.
This poem spans and meets
The people between
Through whom we mingle
Into one single being.
Hardik Vaidya
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/united-nations-nations-united/
