GAIA
The festival of harvest from the fields and farms
Bounty of green-gold swaying in swarms
Gratitude and Thanksgiving for the crops and food
Also for the farmers who under a baking sun relentlessly stood
Wisps of aroma and strains of songs
It's a feast to be savoured of the fruits all year long
Earthy flavours and fetes under starry black nights
It's a celebration of seasons in a hearty blaze
Jubilations abound whilst rooted in our soil
We hail our farmers who come rain or shine selflessly toil.
Pic Courtesy: Pixabay
©️ Sangeetha Kamath
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