The earth seethes under
the convulsing crust,
a tragic catastrophe
shakes us all,
in an eerie silence
prevailing all around,
with heart moving to tears,
bruised, humanity weeps.
The tears falling
from their flickering eyes
extinguishes the fire
of devastation,
of their extreme pain,
havoc wrecked
with irreparable losses
due to Nature's wrath.
It is the indomitable spirit
of the survivors
that boosts them to rise
from the ashes of ruins
or severe grief;
they stand up on their feet
time and again,
and write their destiny,
their own course of life
and in this strive
of rebuilding lies their glory
perennial and pristine..!
Man may have a fall;
yet inner zeal ever lends him
a helping hand
to rise up like a Phoenix
each time,
even if gross misfortune
befalls upon him,
in whatever forms they may!
The Quake can shake
the vulnerable earth;
but not our indomitable spirit.
