Freedom is kept, never won. <br />Treasured in the womb of our consciousness. <br />Practised every passing moment. <br />Grown, tendered, nurtured, across time. <br />Rooted in the individual minority of us all. <br />It never dies, was spoken about in every epoch past. <br />Indestructible by fire, wind, water and nature. <br />Given by god, to gods within. <br />Burning bright incessantly, <br />Brining light of knowledge, diversity and dissent. <br />Ever aligned to the supreme sublime. <br />We live free, forever.<br /><br />Hardik Vaidya<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/15th-of-august-2014-india-s-independence-day/
