From my body, take earth and sprinkle on barren landsFrom my body, take water and bestrew the desert with streamsFrom my body, take the sky and build roofs for the homelessFrom my body, take air and purify the breath of factoriesFrom my body, take fire, your heart is frightfully cold- Geet ChaturvediTranslated by Anita Gopalan
-Geet Chaturvedi
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